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
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

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, its a funny thing
She´d have to go right away
She always has 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´ve gotta meet someone for an interview
Who´s only in town today

Always a little bit overdressed
Much more than thought he´d be
Her 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 fix
And then the thought occurred to me
My 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 the man
I hear 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

My baby gets around a bit
My baby gets around a bit