Released on 2004

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[Verse 1]

Space invaders flying home

And they're going to hit the sack

And they're probably going to die getting high

Cause they're mixing crazy moments with the crack


[Pre-Chorus]

And she's kissing all the boys

She's too clever to be slack

But she's bound to go away for a day

And she'll like it, so she won't be coming back


[Chorus]

Baby, baby, baby

Your good old days have died

Baby, baby, baby

Now won't 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 you're a rule breaker, baby

Can't you see me standing only in your way to hit the sack


[Pre-Chorus]

And she's kissing all the boys

She's too clever to be slack

But she's bound to go away for a day

And she'll like it, so she won't be coming back


[Chorus]

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