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... 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
Now won´t you dry your pretty eyes
Baby, baby, baby
Your good old days are dead
So come on!

And she´s kissing all the boys
She´s to 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

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
Now won´t you dry your pretty eyes
Baby, baby, baby
Your good old days are dead
So come on!