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To the left, to the leftTo the left, to the leftMmm, to the left, to the leftEverything you own in a box to the leftIn the closet, that's my stuffYes, if I bought it, please, don't touchAnd keep talking that mess--that's fineBut could you walk and talk at the same time?And it's my name that's on that JagSo remove your bags; let me call you a cabStanding in the front yard tellin' me how I'm such a foolTalkin' 'boutHow I'll never ever find a man like youYou got me twisted[Chorus]You must not know 'bout meYou must not know 'bout meI could have another you in a minuteMatter fact, he'll be here in a minute, babyYou must not know 'bout meYou must not know 'bout meLetras de cancionesI can have another you by tomorrowSo don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'You're irreplaceableSo go ahead and get goneCall up that chick and see if she's homeOops, I bet you thought that I didn't knowWhat did you think I was putting you out for?Because you was untrueRollin' her around in the car that I bought youBaby, drop them keysHurry up before your taxi leavesStanding in the front yard tellin' me how I'm such a foolTalkin' 'boutHow I'll never ever find a man like youYou got me twisted[Chorus]You must not know 'bout meYou must not know 'bout meI will have another you by tomorrowSo don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'You're irreplaceableSo since I'm not your everythingHow about I'll be nothingNothing at all to youBaby, I won't shed a tear for you (I won't shed a tear)I won't lose a wink of sleep'Cause the truth of the matter isReplacing you is so easyTo the left, to the leftTo the left, to the leftMmm, to the left, to the leftEverything you own in a box to the leftTo the left, to the leftDon't you ever for a second get to thinkin'You're irreplaceable[Chorus]You must not know 'bout meYou must not know 'bout meI can have another you by tomorrowSo don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'You must not know 'bout meYou must not know 'bout meI could have another you in a minuteMatter fact, he'll be here in a minuteYou can pack all your bags--we finishedYou must not know 'bout meYou must not know 'bout me ('cause you made your bed; now lay in it)I can have another you by tomorrowDon't you ever for a second get to thinkingYou're irreplaceable From Letras Mania