Broomstick — L7

Ive got my broomstick, baby

Ive got my paperback novel

Im gonna lay right here

And I aint gonna grovel

Whats the use of lying

I wont believe you

Whats the use of crying

It wont relieve you

Ive got my broomstick

Ive got my paperback novel

Im gonna lay right here right now

And I aint gonna grovel