To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in a box
To the left, in the closet
That's my stuff
Yes, if I bought it, baby,
please don't touch
And keep talking in math, that's fine
Could you walk and talk at the same time,
It's my name that's on that tag
So remove your bags,
let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard
Telling me how I'm such a fool
Talking about how
I'll never ever find a man like you
You've got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have an other you in a minute
Matter of fact, here I am in a minute, baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you for tomorrow
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 she was untrue
Rolling her around 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
Talking about how
I'll never ever find a man like you
You've got me twisted,
you must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter of fact, he'll be here in a minute
Baby, you must not know about me,
you must not know about me
I could have an other
you for tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second
get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable
So since I'm not your everything
How about I 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 want in a box
To the left, to the left, to
Ever for a second, get to thinking
You're irreplaceable, yeah
I could ever know the you in a minute
Matter of fact, he'll be here in a minute
Baby
You know something about me
I can ever know the you for tomorrow
So don't you ever, a second,
get to thinkin'
Baby
I could have another you,
but tomorrow
Matter of fact, he'll be here in a minute
You can pack all your bags,
we're finished
Cause your major bags are layin' in it
I could have another you, but tomorrow
So don't you ever, for a second,
get to thinkin'
You're in the place of gold