To the left, to the left…
In celebration of Beyonce‘s upcoming album 4 and because I have such a knack for picking whores as significant others, I present you with today’s old school jam, Irreplaceable.
Join me as I sing along:
So go ahead and get gone
And 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
Baby you dropped them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool, talking about
How I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
Are there are any honest, stand-up guys out there anymore?