Whitney Houston, It's Not Right But It's Okey

Source: http://members.tripod.com/newlyrics/lr99c7.htm : Janis (janis@betatesters.com)

Friday night you and your boys went out to eat

Then they hung out

But you came home around three

Yes you did If six of y'all went out

Then four of you are really cheap, yeah

Cuz only two of you had dinner

I found your credit card receipt

(Chorus):

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 be alone than unhappy

I pack a bag so you can leave town for a week, yes I am

The phone rings and then you look at me

(Why 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 ID

(I've been through all of this before)

I've been through all of this before

(So go out an dget your things)

Don't think about it, don't think about it

(And all the sleeping around, it takes some, boy )

They gon' get yours

(Things are gonna change)

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, yeah

(So don't turn around to see my face)

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 boy

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, yeah

(Repeat chorus until fade)