It's Not Right, But It's Okay
Whitney Houston
It's Not Right, But It's Okay (Versión Original)
Friday night you and your boys went out to eat
Then they hung out, but you came home around three
Now if six of ya'll went out
Then four of you were really cheap
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
And 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
I'm packing bags so you can leave town for a week
The phone rings then you look at me
(Why'd you turn and look at me)
You said it was one of your friends
From over 54th street
So why did 213 show up on your caller ID
I've been through all this before
So how could you think
That I would stand around
And take some more
Things are gonna change
Cause I won't be a fool anymore
That's why you have to leave
So don't turn around to see my face
Cause there's no more tears
Left here for you to see
Now is it really worth you going out like that
See I'm moving on and I refuse to turn back
See all of this time I thought I had somebody
Down for me
It turns out, you were making a fool of 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
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
No Es Bien, Pero Va
Viernes por la noche, tu y tus amigos han ido al restaurante
Despues han salido pero has vuelto a casa a las tres
Ahora, si estaban seis a salir
Pues cuatro de vosotros no han comido nada
Porque solamente dos de vosotros han comido
He visto el papel tu tarjeta de credito
No es bien, pero vale
Lo haria de todos modos
Hace tus maletas y quiero que te vaya
Y no vuelves
Por excusarte
No es bien, pero vale
Lo haria de todos modos
Cierra la puerta detras de ti
Dejame tu llave
Prefiero estar sola que triste
Hago las maletas para que puedas partir por una semana
El telefono sona y me mires
(Porque me mirarias)
Has dicho que era uno de tus amigos
De la 54 calle
Pues porque he visto el 213 en el telefono?
He atraviesado eso antes
Pues como has podido creer
Que me quedaria contigo
Y aceptaria mas
Las cosas van a cambiar
Porque no me tomaras mas por una idiota
Eso es porque tienes que irte
No miras detras por ver mi cara
Porque no tendré lagrimas
Que podras ver
Ahora, te has dado mucho de salir asi
Ves, sigo avanzando y no miro detras
Ves, todo este tiempo pensaba que tenia a alguien
Conmigo
Pero parece, que me tomaba por tonta
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
No es bien, pero vale
Lo haria de todos modos
Cierra la puerta detras de ti
Dejame tu llave
Prefiero estar sola que triste
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