Groupy Girl

Once there was a young girl

Who was a good time fun girl

She went through her younger life a saint

Then at the time of sixteen

She got into a new thing

She dug the groups and the songs that they were singin'

Into her life there came a long hair

Who said that she was nowhere

Unless she showed his friends some of her favors

Groupie girl

You know you do your thing so fine

But groupie girl

You'll get old before your time

Like a joint she was passed round

By the groups that came into the town

And she no longer cared about her welfare

With her leather bags and muskin shoes

She acts as if she's nothing to loose

And she no longer combs her pretty blond hair

Oh, groupie girl

You know you do your thing so fine - yes you do

Groupie girl

You'll get old before your time