[Verse 1] Space invaders flying home And theyre going to hit the sack And theyre probably going to die getting high Cause theyre mixing crazy moments with the crack And shes kissing all the boys Shes to clever to be slack But shes bound to go away for a day And shell like it, so she wont be coming back [Hook] Baby, baby, baby Your good old days have died Baby, baby, baby Now wont you dry your pretty eyes Baby, baby, baby Your good old days are dead Come on [Verse 2] Spot big bell bottom cords And a matching with a hat And youre a rule breaker, baby Cant you see me standing only in your way to hit the sack And shes kissing all the boys Shes too clever to be slack But shes bound to go away for a day And shell like it, so she wont be coming back [Hook] Baby, baby, baby Your good old days have died Baby, baby, baby Wont you dry your pretty eyes Baby, baby, baby Your good old days are dead Come on
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