Oh yeah, yeah
Phone rings at a quarter to nine
Some crazy girl is on the line
Talkin' bout how I better recognise
Found my phone number in his Calvin Klein's, and I'm like
What's that gotta do with me?
Your man is the one who needs questioning
Cos there ain't nothing that you're gonna achieve
By calling me and giving me the third degree
And if he's your man then tell me
Why was he sweatin' me
All up in the club last night
Telling me I'm the type of girl he likes
If you say you don't believe (don't believe)
He was acting that way
Girl I wish you could've seen how your man was shakin' me
Girlfriend let me give you somethin'
I know that you love him but you should've saw him last night
You ain't his girlfriend anymore than I am
I know you see him but girl you really should've saw him last night
Hold on, on no you didn't say
That I need to back away
I thought you heard when I told you that
It ain't my fault if he wants you back, no
All that's been said to me
It don't really mean a thing
