Friday night you and your boys went out to eat, uh Then they hung out But you came home around three, yes you did If six of y'all went out, uh Then four of you were really cheap, yeah 'Cause only two of you had dinner I found your credit card receipt
It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway Pack your bags up and leave And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway Close the door behind you, leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy, yeah, uh
I'll pack your bags so you can leave town for a week, yes I am The phone rings and then you look at me Why'd you 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 I.D., oh
I've been through all this before Don't think about it, don't think about it Get gone, get gone Things have got to change baby You don't stand a chance boy Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 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, oh 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, oh
Show'd up okay Make it anyway Pack your bags, get up and leave Don't you dare, back to me boy It's not right, it's okay I'm gonna, I'm gonna, uh Close your door and leave your key Rather be alone an' happy, oh
It's not right, It's okay baby I can pay my own rent Pave my life now Take care of my business, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh Lord, oh Lord, ooo Give it up and leave Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Rather be alone, be alone happy
I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright Doo, doo, doo, doo I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright Doo, doo, doo
It's not right, but it's okay 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 okay I'm gonna make it anyway Close the door behind you, leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy, yeah
It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway
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