To the left, to the left To the left, to the left 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? And it's my name that is on that tag So remove your bags let me call you a cab Standing in the front yard telling me How I'm such a fool, talking about 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 thinking you're irreplaceable So go ahead and get gone Call up that chick and see if she's home Oops, I bet ya 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