baby gets around

Tom : G
G A
I can't say I ain't been around
C D
That I ain't done my time
G A
Seems like this big old world
C D
Has been one big shoe to shine
G A
But I never ever took a dime
C D
For what comes naturally
G A
And if I never knew the truth
C D
Then she'd be fine with me
D A/C#
One night she stayed over here
C G/B
And left her little black book behind
D A/C#
Well that little black book ain't little no more
C G/B
And it wasn't too hard too find
D A/C#
She'd leave me in this lonely room
C G/B
The thought just makes me sick
A# A
It's funny how the pieces fit
G D
My baby gets around a bit
G A
Her pager would ring, it's a funny thing
C D
She'd have to go right away
G A
She always has a wad of cash
C D
Much more than her job could pay
G A
I'd ask her where she's going to
C D
And this is what she'd say
G A
She had to meet someone for an interview
C D
he's only in town today
D A/C#
Always a little bit overdressed
C G/B
Much more than thought need be
D A/C#
High heel shoes and day glow dress
C G/B
at 10:00 a.m seemed strange to me
D A/C#
She'd leave me in this lonely room
C G/B
While some schmoo got his fix
A# A
And then the thought occurred to me
G D
My baby gets around a bit
G A
Took her to the local bar
C D
Where I like to hang
G A
Every guy who passed her by
C D
They all seemed to know her name
D A/C#
They all called her by a different name
C G/B
than what I knew it to be
D A/C#
Some guy named Stan said you're the man
C G/B
I heard you get it for free
D A/C#
She'd leave me in this lonely room
C G/B
And the thought hit me like a brick
A# A
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