Songs Lyrics: Whitney Houston

It's Not Right but It's Okay

Friday night you and your boys went out to eat, uhhh

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

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, 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 I.D.? Oh

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 (Get gone, get gone)

Things are gonna change (Things are going to change, baby)

Cause I've been through all this before

That's why you have to leave (Say yeah, yeah, 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, oh

See I'm moving on

And I refuse to turn back

See all of this time

I thought I had somebody down for me

It turns out

You were making a fool of me, ohhh

It's not right

But it's okay

I'm gonna make it anyway (Make it anyway)

Pack your bags up and leave (Get up and leave)

Don't you dare come running back to me (Back to me boy)

It's not right (It's not right)

But it's okay (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 (It's not right)

But it's okay (It's okay, baby)

I'm gonna make it anyway

Pack your bags up and leave

Don't you dare come running back to me (Oh, oh, oh whoa)

It's not right

But it's okay

I'm gonna make it anyway (Get up and leave)

Close the door behind you, leave your key

I'd rather 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

Doh, 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, 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

It's not right but it's okay