Track byWhitney Houston
Friday night you and your boys when out to eat Then they hung out, but came home around three Noe if six of ya'll went out, then four of you were really cheap Cause only two of you had dinner I found you're credit card receipt It's not reight, 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 reight, 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 ♪ I'm packin' bags so you can leave town for a week The phone rings And then you look at me You said it was one of your friends from over on 54th street boy So why did 213 show up on your caller ID? It's not reight, 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 reight, 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 I've been though all this before So how could you think That I would stand around And take some more Things are gonna change Cause I won't be a fool anymore That's why you have to leave So don't turn around to see my face Cause there's no more tears Left here for you to see Now is it really worth you goin' out like that Now is it really worth you goin' out like that See I'm movin' on and I refuse to turn back See all this time I thought I had somebody down for me It turns out, you were makin' a fool of me It's not reight, 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 reight, 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