All stand back, let the people see
Take a snap of the famous groupies for me
Behold the famous groupies
They are alike as two peas
And where the other goes, the other goes
But though the famous groupies
Are only paid in Rupees
Nobody knows what the famous groupies know
And nobody goes where the famous groupies go
There was a bongo player
Who kept an extra layer
Of dunlopillo mattress in his van (in his van?)
But when the famous groupies
Arrived with their twin snoopies
Nobody saw which way the poor boy ran
'Cause nobody does it like a famous groupie can
All stand back, let the people see
Take a snap of the famous groupies for me
There was a lead guitarist
Who lived in Epping Forest
And all he ever wanted to do was to blow
Who knows why
But when the girls were with him
He never lost his rhythm
And nobody knows what the famous groupies know
Nobody goes where the famous groupies go
There was a classic story
Of a roadie nicknamed Rory
Who used to practice voodoo on the side
But when the famous twosome
Suggested something gruesome
All that they found was a crater two miles wide
Which left the muisc business absolutely horrified
All stand back, let the people see
Take a snap of the famous groupies
Ladies and gentlemen, theose magnificent examples of
Female pulchritude and luminosity,
Direct from their global perambulations
To the very boards of this supremely magnificent proscenium arch
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you famous groupies
Take a snap of the famous groupies for me
Behold the famous groupies
They are alike as two peas
And where the other goes, the other goes
But though the famous groupies
Are only paid in Rupees
Nobody knows what the famous groupies know
And nobody goes where the famous groupies go
There was a bongo player
Who kept an extra layer
Of dunlopillo mattress in his van (in his van?)
But when the famous groupies
Arrived with their twin snoopies
Nobody saw which way the poor boy ran
'Cause nobody does it like a famous groupie can
All stand back, let the people see
Take a snap of the famous groupies for me
There was a lead guitarist
Who lived in Epping Forest
And all he ever wanted to do was to blow
Who knows why
But when the girls were with him
He never lost his rhythm
And nobody knows what the famous groupies know
Nobody goes where the famous groupies go
There was a classic story
Of a roadie nicknamed Rory
Who used to practice voodoo on the side
But when the famous twosome
Suggested something gruesome
All that they found was a crater two miles wide
Which left the muisc business absolutely horrified
All stand back, let the people see
Take a snap of the famous groupies
Ladies and gentlemen, theose magnificent examples of
Female pulchritude and luminosity,
Direct from their global perambulations
To the very boards of this supremely magnificent proscenium arch
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you famous groupies