No Strings Attached
*Nsync
3:49I was hanging with the fellas Saw you with your new boyfriend, it made me jealous I was hoping that I'd never see you with him But it's all good 'cause I'm glad that I met him, ha 'Cause now I know the competition's very slim to none And I can tell by looking that he's not the one He's not the type you said you liked His style is wack, clothes are bad Come on, girl, let him go, I want you back Call me a hater, if you want to But I only hate on him 'cause I want you Say I'm trippin' if you feel like But you without me ain't right (ain't right) You can say I'm crazy if you want to That's true, I'm crazy 'bout you You could say I'm breakin' down inside (inside) 'Cause I can't see you with another guy It makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will And you can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him Oh, it makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will And you can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him Girl, I know that we broke up But that doesn't mean you should give the cold shoulder 'Cause you know that I truly do adore ya And that other guy can't do nothin' for ya (can't do nothing for ya) See, I can tell that you don't really love that guy But there's no need for you to go and waste your time I think you know I love ya more Girl, you gotta let him go I want you so just give him the boot Call me a hater, if you want to But I only hate on him 'cause I want you You can say I'm trippin' if you feel like But you without me ain't right (ain't right) You can say I'm crazy if you want to That's true, I'm crazy 'bout you You could say I'm breakin' down inside (inside) 'Cause I can't see you with another guy It makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him Oh, it makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him Oh, it makes me ill 'cause she used to be my girl Used to be (my girl), used to be my girl, yeah It makes me ill (oh) 'cause she used to be my girl, my girl (c'mon) So baby, come back to me It makes me ill To see you give (baby) Love and attention at his will (at his will) You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him (when I see you with him) Oh, it makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will (at his will) You can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him It makes me ill (baby, I'm jealous) To see you give (I'm down with the fellas) Love and attention at his will Baby, you can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him Oh, it makes me ill To see you give Love and attention at his will Baby, you can't imagine how it makes me feel (you can't imagine) To see you with him (how it makes me feel) What? We done done it again, message, oh It's gravy, baby