Roland the Roadie and Gertrude the Groupie

Now Roland the roadie was only a toadie

Who set up the lights and the mics for the shows

And Gertrude the groupie was a rock and roll fan

Who stood by the stage door in the rains and the snow

Roland the roadie met Gertrude the groupie

At a rock concert back in Bayonne

He tried to seduce her, said he'd introduce her

To all of the Beatles and Stones

So Roland the roadie got Gertrude the groupie

A seat in the balcony above

And Gertrude the groupie felt grateful and groovy

But Roland the roadie felt numb

And some folks loves ham hocks

And some folks loves pork chops

And some folks loves vegetable soup

And Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie

But Gertrude the groupie loves groups

She stood up and screamed as the Amber Spot beamed

On her heroes so skinny and tall

With their eyelids so droopy and Gertrude the groupie

Knew she was in love with them all

Roland the roadie told Gertrude the groupie

To wait and he'd be her man

But while he dreamed of the rose coming home

She was out with the group in the van

Hey Gertie, Gertie, come on baby

Come on out here, I know you're in there

The whole trailer's moving, baby

What about me? Gertie, Gertie

Now Roland the roadie is back on the road

His heart has been broken again

And Gertrude the groupie waits out in the cold

For the very next group to come in

And some folks loves ham hocks

And some folks loves pork chops

And some folks loves vegetable soup

And Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie

But Gertrude the groupie loves groups

Groups, groups, groups, groups

Groups, groups, groups, groups

Groups, groups, groups, groups