Broomstick

I've got my broomstick, baby

I've got my paperback novel

I'm gonna lay right here

And I ain't gonna grovelWhat's the use of lying?

I won't believe you

What's the use of crying?

It won't relieve youI've got my broomstick

I've got my paperback novel

I'm gonna lay right here right now

And I ain't gonna grovel