I can't say I ain't been around
That I ain't done my time
Seems like this big ol' 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 left
That little black book behind
that little black book ain't little no more
It wasn't to hard to find
She'd leave me in this lonely room
And the thought hit me like a brick
It's funny how the pieces fit

Chorus: My baby gets around a bit
Yeah, my baby gets around a bit

Pager would ring and it's a funny thing
She'd have to go right away
She'd always have 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."
She'd leave me in this lonely room
while some stud got his sex
just then the thought occurred to me
Chorus
Took her to the local bar
Where I likes to hang
Every guy that passed her by
They all seemed to know her name

They all called her by a different name
Than what I knew it to be
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
chorus to end