Love Is Groovy

I think some wicked thoughts, but maybe it's PMS.
In my dreams the zombies come and eat my brain for breakfast.
I just want to be your pretty laundry girl and clean your dirty underwear.
Love is groovy, oh so groovy, I feel special when you slap my face.
So groovy, love is groovy, I feel lucky when you put me in my place.
I guess it's all my fault, wipe your feet, I'm such a bitch.
If I'm in a grease fire, will you come to see me??
Just feed me bread and water I won't ask for more, I know I'll get what I deserve.
Love is groovy, oh so groovy, I feel special when you put me down.
So groovy, love is groovy, I feel humble when you kick me 'round.
I'm your little love doll who is always waiting
I promise I will be real good.
Love is groovy, oh so groovy, I feel special when you cheat on me.
So groovy, love is groovy, I feel happy, well it must be destiny.

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