Friday night you and your boys went out to eat Then they hung out But you came home around three Yes you did If six of y'all went out Then four of you are really cheap, yeah Cuz only two of you had dinner I found your credit card receipt
1 - it's not right, but it's ok I'm gonna make it anyway Pack your bags, up and leave Don't you dare come running back to me
It's not right, but it's ok I'm gonna make it anyway Close the door behind you, leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy
I pack a bag so you can leave town for a week, yes I am The phone rings and then you look at me (why turn and look at me) You said it was one of your friends Down on 54th street, boy So why did 213 show up on your caller id
(I've been through all of this before) I've been through all of this before (so go out an dget your things) Don't think about it, don't think about it (and all the sleeping around, it takes some, boy ) They gon' get yours (things are gonna change) Things are gonna change, baby ( cuz I won't be your fool anymore) You don't stand a chance, boy (that's why you'll have to leave) Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (so don't turn around to see my face) Don't you turn around There's no more tears left here for you to see
Was it really worth you going out like that Tell me boy See I'm moving on And I refuse to turn back, yeah See all of this time I thought I had somebody down for whitney It turns out you were making a fool of me, yeah
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