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 
 
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Contribuição: Igor Duarte(gunsigoroses@hotmail.com)