Friday night you and your boys went out to eat they hung out, but you came home around three, yes, you did If six of y'all went out, ah Then four of you were really cheap, yeah 'Cause only two of you dinner, I found your credit card receipt
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 alone than unhappy
I'm packin' bags so you can leave town for a week, yes I am The phone rings and then you look me (Why'd you turn and looked 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 this before (So how could you think) Don't think about it, don't think about it (That I would stand around and some more) Get gone get gone 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 (So don't turn around to see face) Don't you turn around There's no more tears left here for you to see
Was 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 thought I had somebody down for me It turns out you were making a fool of me, yeah
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 anyway Close the door behind you, leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy