I realize I'm not in the age group this song is targeted for, but I like it. It's overplayed on the radio, but it's bouncy.
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff - Yes
If I bought it nigga please don't touch
And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time
And It's my mine name that is on that Jag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool -
Talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
And call up on that chick and see if she is home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Cause you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool -
Talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I will have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
So since I’m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing
Nothing at all to you
Baby I wont shead a tear for you
I won't lose a wink of sleep
Cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left
To the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
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Jumpin' Johnny Jesus, Emma! I couldn't even begin to read that twaddle! Maybe there was a message there... Could you distill it for me into, maybe, 10 words?
Girl gets fed up with boyfriend, tells him to pack up & leave. Everyone is replacable.
sorry . . .a few more than 10
--emma
Every time my kids turn on their steroes this song is playing. It is overplayed. I kinda like it,but it's getting old fast.
Yeeech--maybe if Beyonce could sing...no, yeeech
"Girl gets fed up with boyfriend, tells him to pack up & leave. Everyone is replacable."
Wow, thanks, Emmakins! I hope people are listening to the message, 'cause it's well worth learning!
If you were rating this for Dick Clark, what would you give it?
A 96 cause it's easy to dance to
--emma
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