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, please don't touch
And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time? Yeah
It's my name that's on that jag
So go get your bags, let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool and talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute, baby
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
Call up that chick and see if she's home
Oops, I bet you thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool and talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute, baby
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I will have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to left
To the left, to the left