Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pebbles
Background Vocals
Antonio "LA" Reid
Drums
Babyface
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio "LA" Reid
Songwriter
Babyface
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Babyface
Producer
Antonio "LA" Reid
Producer
Louil Silas Jr.
Mixing Engineer
Pebbles
Co-Producer
Taavi Mote
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
To believe or not to believe.
That is the question.
It just takes a street degree.
You've lied your last lie and I've cried my last cry.
I'm out the door, baby.
There's other fish in the sea.
Girl, make a list.
Go out and find yourself a new plaything.
Girl, you need a trip,
'Cause he's not worth the misery and pain.
Just remember how he would tell you lies
And then pretend that everything is so sweet.
Why should you sacrifice if you're not satisfied?
He's just a canine running 'round in heat. (Woof!)
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Oh.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh. (Oh, oh, oooh.)
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
(Treat ya, treat ya.) Oh.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh.
Girl, you must resist.
Don't let him squirm his way into your heart. No.
Girl, I must insist.
You got to stop the fool before he starts.
Just remember how he was so untrue
For all the tacky things he did to you.
No need to signify, 'cause he's not worth your time.
You need to find someone that's true to you.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Oh.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
(Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh.) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oooh.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
(Treat ya.) Baby, don't be sad, no.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh.
To believe or not to believe.
That is the question.
It just takes a street degree.
You've lied your last lie and I've cried my last cry.
I'm out the door, baby.
There's other fish in the sea, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Cute, cute, cute, cute.
Hey, Deele, sing!
To believe or not to believe.
That is the question.
It just takes a street degree.
You've lied your last lie and I've cried my last cry.
I'm out the door, baby.
There's other fish in the sea.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Girlfriend, you know your were the best he ever had.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Oh, oh, oooh.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
(Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh.) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oooh.
Girlfriend, how could you let him treat you so bad.
(Treat ya.) Baby, don't be sad, no.
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh.
Don't let him put you down. (Girlfriend,)
Girl, he's been messing around.
(How could you let him treat you so bad.)
You've been used, abused, so baby, make your move.
You learned your lesson now, (Girlfriend,)
So turn this hurt around.
(You know you were the best he ever had.)
You ain't no fool, it's no use. You got to cut him loose.
Girlfriend, yeah, how could you let him treat you so bad.
(Treat ya, treat ya.) Oh. (Oh, oh, oooh.)
Girlfriend, you know you were the best he ever had.
(You know you were the best he ever had.)
Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oh.
Don't let him put you down. (Girlfriend,)
Girl, he's been messing around.
(How could you let him treat you so bad.)
You've been used, (been used) abused, (abused)
So baby, make your move.
You learned your lesson now, (Girlfriend,)
So turn this hurt around.
(You know you were the best he ever had.)
You ain't no fool, it's no use. You got to cut him loose.
Girlfriend, yeah, how could you let him treat you so bad.
Writer(s): James Mcleish Reid, William Adam Reid
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