Whitney Houston - It´s not right but it´s ok.

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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, ah Then four of you were really cheap, yeah ‘Cause only two
of you had dinner, I found your credit card receipt 1-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’m packin’ bags so you can leave town for a week, yes I am The phone rings and then you look at
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 of this before (So how could you think) Don’t think about it, don’t think about it (That I would stand around and take some more) Ain’t 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 (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 me It turns out you were making a fool of me, yeah (Repeat 1)