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