Jane Is A Groupie

[Intro] Hahaha. This is dedicated to all the swinging secretaries around the world. Those hard working whores. It goes something like this... [Hook] {x4} "Jane is a groupie...ahh" [Verse One: Luckyiam.PSC] Happy birthday you're 18, ready to taste life You graduated high school but college just ain't tight You wanna study more but the party's non stop Got deep into hip hop, several classes got dropped But hey You got a job so shows ain't a problem Ordering CDs off the internet is solved Cause John got 'em all and he thinks you're awesome You often discuss all the groups that's popping You value his friendship without the options Your girlfiend's laugh cause they think it's nonsense They listening to Kanye but stay unconscious They just fuck frat boys and athletes with drama We, on the weekly basis, pillow cases Smeared with they faces Y'all at different places huh? Hip hop tour rolls into town You and John roll down to the venue Now y'all is chilling [Interlude: Jane talking] Oh really? Now, how does that make me a groupie? Groupie...what is that supposed to mean? I mean, I can't be a friend? I mean, I buy records. I listen to the lyrics. I'm just a fan. Yeah whatever. I don't get what that's suppose to mean. So...whatever [Verse Two: Luckyiam.PSC] A long line outside the venue no hopes of moving faster The tickets cost a grip thanks to fucking Ticketmaster The bastards at the door slow the pace like molasses Y'all just wanna get in so y'all can find a place to snatch [?] John spots a merch booth he can't pass on Tells you he will meet you in the crowd by the stage front Now you're all by your lonesome Till a person invades your personal space with dialogue concerning Some all access, backstage passes But no guys allowed so what's John's chances? Y'all came together but you don't want to pass this Imagine if he had the same invitation handed You tell yourself it's all good you didn't plan it And disappear to backstage with drinks with the band aids Now you're hammered and loose with the grammar Then out go the standards Hello, raise the banner it says... [Interlude: Jane talking] Alright, okay, so I got a little faded with some MCs. I mean...what? I didn't do anything I didn't wanna do. I mean...it's not like I do this all the time, okay? And...I had fun. Everything that happened was my choice. Soooo, it's not like I do this all the time. I am NOT a groupie [Verse Three: Luckyiam.PSC] There's a first time for everything you only live once, plus You made that decision just a little bit drunk but You kept it on the low-low cause even John don't know And although you had fun, you felt like a (hahaha) Jump and rush for the home run, no second or third base A kind of new dude, you've been bumping his old tapes Kind of felt the crew, you was jocking the cute face Knew he was a bad dude but wanted the new... Exception to the rule, this case Who's the judge in case? Reputations get ran through the mud No way you'll fall in love It's done, a hit and run It ends where it began It's cool you didn't want him, ummm It's kind of like your homegirls and them athletes Actually, it's the same thing happening As you see, college life is a gathering Of sexually active kids, running rampantly, huh [Interlude: Jane talking] Uh huh. Whatever, it is not the same. Don't try to compare me these little pom pom, rah rah girls...anyways. I'm just a fan. I'm in it for the music. Okay? Don't even try it. Whatever. I am not a groupie. Alright? Not a groupie