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To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet, that’s my stuff (Yes)
If I bought it, please don’t touch
And keep talkin’ that mess, that’s fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And, it’s my name that’s on that Jag,
So remove your bags, let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard, telling me how I’m such a fool
Talkin’ bout how I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know ‘bout me, you must not know ‘bout me
I could have another you in a minute,
Matter fact, he’ll be here in a minute
You must not know ‘bout me, you must not know ‘bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
Call up that chick and see if she’s home
Oops! I bet you thought that I didn’t know
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue, rollin her round in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard, telling me how I’m such a fool
Talkin’ bout how I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know ‘bout it, you must not know ‘bout me
I could have another you in a minute,
Matter fact, he’ll be here in a minute
You must not know ‘bout me, you must not know ‘bout me
I will have another you by tomorrow
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable (irreplaceable)
So since I’m not your everything,
How about I’ll be nothing, nothing at all to you
Baby I won’t shed a tear for you
I won’t lose a wink of sleep
‘Cause the truth of the matter is, replacing you is so easy
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet, that’s my stuff (Yes)
If I bought it, please don’t touch
And keep talkin’ that mess, that’s fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And, it’s my name that’s on that Jag,
So remove your bags, let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard, telling me how I’m such a fool
Talkin’ bout how I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know ‘bout me, you must not know ‘bout me
I could have another you in a minute,
Matter fact, he’ll be here in a minute
You must not know ‘bout me, you must not know ‘bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
Call up that chick and see if she’s home
Oops! I bet you thought that I didn’t know
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue, rollin her round in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard, telling me how I’m such a fool
Talkin’ bout how I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know ‘bout it, you must not know ‘bout me
I could have another you in a minute,
Matter fact, he’ll be here in a minute
You must not know ‘bout me, you must not know ‘bout me
I will have another you by tomorrow
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable (irreplaceable)
So since I’m not your everything,
How about I’ll be nothing, nothing at all to you
Baby I won’t shed a tear for you
I won’t lose a wink of sleep
‘Cause the truth of the matter is, replacing you is so easy
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable
Lyrics submitted by Pryncess33
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And keep talkin' that mess that's fine.
But could you walk and talk at the same time?"
lol She farted and then realized she shit herself and is ok with him talking about her messing herself,but wants him to keep walking so she can clean up?
I really understand this song; the very same thing once happened to me. I could have just walk away with another guy who seemed much better than him, but I chose him. And I gave him everything. And he eventually cheated on me. I know he's a jerk and thing.. And I know I could just walk away with some other guy.
But this song is mainly about a broken heart, and be tough afterwards.
It brings back old memories and truly speacking when my wife left me
its was difficult to imagine the pain and all the good times we had
share together...... and even though she's gone from my life she is still
irreplaceble
the song is great...... I love it.
her guy has very little money:
"Everything you own in the box to the left"... obviously, he doesnt have much if everything he owns fits in one box
meanwhile, she is rich:
"In the closet, that’s my stuff ...
If I bought it, please don’t touch" ... she bought her own stuff
"And, it’s my name that’s on that Jag" ... she paid for a Jaguar...
meanwhile he cant even afford his own car, or even perhaps a cell phone to call a cab:
"let me call you a cab"
to her, a man is a commodity, to be replaced like a broken dinnerplate: "I could have another you in a minute"
this song is a pathetic attempt at stifling a woman's feelings of hurt and betrayal, and revelling in materialism...
the song also fails miserably in matching Beyonce's real life -- last time I checked, Jay-Z has enough money to afford a car ... and his yacht would not fit in a box...
so in real life, for all of the tens (or hundreds) of millions Beyonce has, she is still caught up in the old vision of needing to be with a man who has even more money than she does -- JayZ has at least $400 million, which is more than her
to call this song shallow and weak is an affront to other shallow, weak songs that at least have some redeeming value
the music is catchy, the rest is crappy