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Friday Night You and your boys went out to eat |
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Then they hung out |
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You came home around three. |
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Now if six of ya'll went out |
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then four of you were really cheap. |
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Cause only two of you had dinner |
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I found your credit card receipt. |
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It's not right |
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But it's okay |
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I'm gonna make it anyway. |
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Pack your bags up and leave. |
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And don't you dare come |
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Running back to me. |
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It's not right |
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But it's okay |
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I'm gonna make it anyway |
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Close the door behind you |
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Leave your key |
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I'd rather be alone than unhappy |
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I'm packing bags so you can leave town for a week |
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The phone rings then you look at me |
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Why'd you look at me? |
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You said it was one of your friends |
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Down on 54th street |
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So why did 213 |
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Show up on your caller ID. |
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I've been through all this before |
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Don't think about it |
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Don't think about it |
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Get gone |
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Get gone |
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Things are gonna change, Baby |
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You don't stand no chance boy |
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You don't stand a chance |
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Will you turn around |
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There's no more tears for you to see |
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Now it's really worth you going out like that |
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See I'm moving on |
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And I refuse to turn back |
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See all of this time |
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I thought I had somebody down for me |
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It turns out |
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You were making a fool of me. |
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It's not right |
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But it's okay |
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I'm gonna make it anyway. |
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Pack your bags up and leave. |
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And don't you dare come |
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Running back to me. |
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It's not right |
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But it's okay |
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I'm gonna make it anyway |
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Close the door behind you |
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Leave your key |
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I'd rather be alone than unhappy |
