Låttexter: Beyoncé. Irreplaceable.

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To the left, to the left

To the left, to the left

To the left, to the left



Everything you own in the box to the left

In the closet, that?s my stuff (Yes)

If I bought it, please don?t touch

And keep talkin? that mess, that?s fine

But could you walk and talk at the same time?

And, it?s my name that?s on that Jag,

So remove your bags, let me call you a cab



Standing in the front yard, telling me how I?m such a fool

Talkin? bout how I?ll never ever find a man like you

You got me twisted



You must not know ?bout me, you must not know ?bout me

I could have another you in a minute,

Matter fact, he?ll be here in a minute



You must not know ?bout me, you must not know ?bout me

I can have another you by tomorrow

So 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 you was untrue, rollin her round 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

Talkin? bout how I?ll never ever find a man like you

You got me twisted



You must not know ?bout it, you must not know ?bout me

I could have another you in a minute,

Matter fact, he?ll be here in a minute



You must not know ?bout me, you must not know ?bout me

I will have another you by tomorrow

So don?t you ever for a second get to thinking you?re irreplaceable (irreplaceable)



So since I?m not your everything,

How about I?ll 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 own in the box to the left

To the left, to the left

So don?t you ever for a second get to thinking you?re irreplaceable