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 were really cheap
'cause only two of you had dinner
I found your credit card receipt
It's not right but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway
Pack your bags up and leave
Don't you dare come runnin' back to me
It's not right but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway
Close the door behind you
Leave your key
I'd rather be alone than unhappy
It's not right but it's okay
It's not right
I'm packing 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 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 I.D.
It's not right, but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway
Pack your bags, up and leave
Don't you dare come runnin' back to me
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
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 movin' on
And I refuse to turn back
See all of this time
I thought
I had somebody down for Whitney
It turns out
You were making a fool of me
It's not right, but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway
Pack your bags, up and leave
Don't you dare come runnin' back to me
It's not right
It's not right but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway
Close the door behind you
Leave your key
I'd rather be alone than unhappy
It's not right