Baby Gets Around a Bit

I can't say, I ain't been around
 That I ain't done my time
 Seems like this big old world's
 Been one big shoe to shine

 But I never ever took a dime
 For what comes naturally
 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
 It wasn't too hard too find

 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

 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

 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
 It 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
 Ah, baby gets around a bit
 Ooh, and baby gets around a bit

 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 her 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
 Ooh, my baby gets around a bit
 Ooh, my baby gets around a bit

 B-b-baby gets around a bit
 B-b-baby gets around, around, around, around
 My baby gets around a bit
 My baby gets around a bit