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I can't say I ain't been around That I ain't done my time Seems like this big old world Has been one big shoe to shine But I never ever took a dime For what comes naturally And if I never knew the truth Well she'd be fine with me One night she stayed over here And left her little black book behind Well that little black book ain't little no more And it wasn't too hard too find Chorus: She'd leave me in this lonely room The thought just made me sick It's funny how the pieces fit My baby gets around a bit Yeah, my baby gets around a bit Her pager would ring, it's a funny thing She'd have to go right away She always had a wad of cash Much more than her job could pay Letras de canciones I'd ask her where she's going to And this is what she'd say "I gotta meet someone for an interview He's only in town today" Always a little bit overdressed Much more than I thought he'd be High heel shoes and day glow dress Ain't seem strange to me She'd leave me in this lonely room While some stud got his sex Just then the thought occurred to me My baby gets around a bit My baby gets around a bit Oooh, my baby gets around a bit... Solo Took her to the local bar Where I like to hang Every guy that passed her by They all seemed to know her name They all called her by a different name And one of them winked at me Some guy named Stan said "you're the man I heard you get it for free" She'd leave me in this lonely room And the thought hit me like a brick It's funny how the pieces fit My baby gets around a bit Ooooh, my baby gets around a bit Ooooh, my baby gets around a bit My baby gets around a bit My baby gets around.... My baby.. From Letras Mania