Love Is Groovy
Sal's Birdland
Nude Photos Inside

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I think some wicked thoughts
But maybe it's PMS
In my dreams the zombies come
They eat my brain for breakfast
I just want to be your pretty laundry girl
And clean your dirty underwear
Love is groovy, oh so groovy
I feel special when you slap my face
So groovy, love is groovy
I feel lucky when you put me in my place
I guess it's all my fault
Wipe your feet, I'm such a bitch
If I'm in a grease fire
Will you come to see me
Feed me bread and water I won't ask for more
I know I'll get what I deserve
Love is groovy, oh so groovy
I feel special when you put me down
So groovy, love is groovy
I feel humble when you kick me 'round
I'm your little love doll who is always waiting
I promise that I’ll be real good
Love is groovy, oh so groovy
I feel special when you cheat on me
So groovy, love is groovy
I feel happy, well it must be destiny
Oh so groovy, love is groovy
Love is groovy, oh so groovy
Well it must be destiny

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