I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)
Whitney Houston
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 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright Yeah, alright, yeah, alright, yeah, alright Yeah, alright, yeah, alright, yeah, alright Yeah, alright, yeah, alright, yeah, alright 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 runnin' 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 Ah, was it really worth you going out like that? Friday night, you and your boys went out to eat, oh 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 runnin' 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 Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, ah I'm packing bags so you can leave town for a week Yes, I am The phone rings, and then you 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 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 runnin' 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 I've been through all of this before (I've been through all 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 gonna change, baby) 'Cause I'm not a fool anymore (You don't stand no chance, boy) I'm tired of having to reason with you (I said 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, boy Was it really worth, was it really worth Was it really worth you going out like that? Tell me, boy See am moving on And I refuse to turn back, yeah See, all of this time I thought I had somebody down for Whitney It turns out, it turns out, oh It turns out, oh, it turns out, it turns out, oh It turns out. You were making a fool of me, oh It's not right (It's not right), but it's okay (So okay) I'm gonna make it anyway (I'm gonna, I'm gonna) Pack your bags up and leave Don't you dare come runnin' back to me It's not right (It's not right), but it's okay (So okay, baby) I'm gonna make it anyway (I can pay my own rent) Close the door behind you, leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy Oh, Lord, oh, ooh Get up and leave, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'd rather be alone than unhappy It's not right, it's okay, baby I can pay my own rent Pay my light bill, take care of my babies Oh, oh, oh, oh 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 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 I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright