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Groove Me
I’m playing my guitar
Trying to write a song about you
Something that can show the way I feel about you
But candy-coated words
Don’t seem to do you justice
Only you know what I need from you
Just groove me before you go
My sister has a band (she has a band)
Four girls with tambourines
Singing for a living at the Quaker Steak and Lube
But when they take the stage (they take the stage)
All the boys go crazy for them
Cause they know what it takes to make them move
Just groove me before you go
When the groove is right
You don’t need a virtuoso
Just a beat-up air guitar and a dashboard radio
And if you have a song
maybe you can make a million
We could take a long vacation and groove it all night long
Just groove me before you go
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