Poison 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