Houston Whitney It`s Not Right But It`s Okay (version 3 - From Jus Lyrics

It`s Not Right But It`s Okay (version 3 - From Jus Lyrics

Friday night you and your boys went out to eat, 

 uh 

 Then they hung out 

 But you came home around three, yes you did 

 If six of ya'll went out, uh 

 Then four of you were really cheap, yeah 

 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 

 And don't you dare come running 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, yeah, uh 

 

 I'll pack your 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 ID, oh 

 

 I've been through all this before 

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

 Get gone, get gone 

 Things have got to change baby 

 You don't stand a chance boy 

 Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

 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, oh 

 See I'm moving on 

 And I refuse to turn back, back, 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, oh 

 

 Show'd up okay 

 Make it anyway 

 Pack your bags, get up and leave 

 Don't you dare, back to me boy 

 It's not right, It's okay 

 I'm gonna, I'm gonna, uh 

 Close your door, and leave your key 

 Rather be alone than unhappy, oh 

 

 It's not right, It's okay baby 

 I can pay my own rent 

 Pave my life now 

 Take care of my business, oh, oh, oh, oh 

 Oh Lord, oh Lord, ooh 

 Give it up and leave 

 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

 Rather be alone, be alone than unhappy 

 

 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright 

 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright 

 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright 

 Dooh, dooh, dooh, dooh 

 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright 

 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright 

 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright 

 dooh, dooh, dooh 

 

 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 running 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, yeah