Текст песни Broomstick - L7

I′ve got my broomstick, baby
I've got my paperback novel
I′m gonna lay right here
And i ain't gonna grovel
What's the use of lying
I won′t believe you
What′s the use of crying
It won't relieve you
I′ve got my broomstick
I've got my paperback novel
I′m gonna lay right here right now
And i ain't gonna grovel