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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
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 running back to me
Running back to me
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 running back
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
Running back to me
It's not right