Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whitney Houston
Lead Vocals
Rodney Jerkins
Performer
Toni Estes
Background Vocals
Sharlotte Gibson
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Phillips
Songwriter
Toni Estes
Songwriter
Fred Jerkins III
Songwriter
Lashawn Daniels
Songwriter
Rodney Jerkins
Songwriter
Whitney Houston
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Whitney Houston
Executive Producer
Rodney Jerkins
Producer
Brad Gilderman
Mixing Engineer
Harvey Mason, Jr.
Editing Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Clive Davis
Executive Producer
Victor McCoy
Assistant Engineer
Wes Naprstek
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Friday night, you and your boys went out to eat
Uh-ah
Then they hung out, but you came home around three
Yes, you did
If six of y'all went out
Uh
Then four of you were really cheap
Yeah
'Cause only two of you had dinner
I found your credit card receipt
[Chorus]
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 running 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
Uh
[Verse 2]
I'll pack your 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?
[Verse 3]
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 won't be a fool anymore
You don't stand a chance, boy
That's why you have to leave
I say, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
So don't you turn around to see my face
Don't you turn around
There's no more tears left here for you to see
[Verse 4]
Was it really worth you going out like that?
Tell me, boy
See, I'm 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
You were making a fool of me, oh
[Chorus]
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 running 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
[Chorus]
It's not right, but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway (I can pay my own rent, uh)
Pack your bags up and leave (Pay my light bill, take care of my babies)
Don't you dare come running back to me (Oh, oh, oh-woah)
It's not right, but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway (Ooh, get up and leave)
Close the door behind you, leave your key (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
I'd rather be alone than unhappy (I'd rather be alone than unhappy)
[Chorus]
It's not right, but it's okay (I'm gonna be okay, and I'm gonna be alright)
I'm gonna make it anyway (I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright)
Pack your bags up and leave (I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright)
Don't you dare come running back to me
It's not right, but it's okay (I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright)
I'm gonna make it anyway (I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright)
Close the door behind you, leave your key (I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright)
I'd rather be alone than unhappy
There's no more tears left here for you to see
[Chorus]
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 running 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
Written by: F. Jerkins III, Fred Jerkins, Isaac Phillips, Lashawn Daniels, Rodney Roy Jerkins, Toni Estes