Felix Jaehn & Whitney Houston - It's Not Right But It's Okay

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)

It's not right
But it's okay
Not right

I'm packing 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

It's not right, but it's okay (sho 'nuff okay, ha)
I'm gonna make it anyway (make it anyway)
Pack your bags (pack your bags), up and leave (get out and leave)
Don't you dare (don't you dare) come runnin' back to me (back to me, boy)

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 the pain (don't you turn 'round)
There's no more tears left here for you to see

Was it really worth you going out like that? (Tell me, boy)
See, I'm movin' on
And I refuse to turn back, yeah
See, all of this time
I thought I had somebody down for Whitney
It turns out, you were making a fool of me, oh

It's not right, but it's okay (sho 'nuff okay, ha)
I'm gonna make it anyway (make it anyway)
Pack your bags (pack your bags), up and leave (get out and leave)
Don't you dare (don't you dare) come runnin' back to me (back to me, boy)

It's not right

It's not right (it's not right), but it's okay (it's okay)
I'm gonna make it anyway (I'm gonna, I'm gonna, ah)
Close the door behind you (close the door), leave your key (and leave your key)
I'd rather be alone than unhappy (unhappy, yo)

It's not right