Broomstick Lyrics - Smell The Magic - 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