Space invaders flying home

Yeah, they're going to hit the sack

And they are prob'ly going to die getting high

Cause they're mixing crazy moments with the crack

And she's kissing all the boys

She's to clever to be slack

But she's bound to go away for a day

In July, so she won't be coming back

Baby, baby, baby

your good old days have died

Baby, baby, baby

Won't you dry your pretty eyes

Baby, baby, baby

Your good old days are dead

Come on!

It's my big bell bottom cords

And imagine with a hat

And you're a rule breaker, baby

Can't you see me standing?

Only you went ahead and sat

And she's kissing all the boys

She's to clever to be slack

But she's bound to go away for a day

In July, so she won't be coming back

Baby, baby, baby

your good old days have died

Baby, baby, baby

Won't you dry your pretty eyes

Baby, baby, baby

Your good old days are dead

Come on!

By loox.