You told me that you had a headache
You wasn't feeling good at all
Soon as I walked out the door
You started having a ball
Now you go to the phone, talking to Jeff
Telling him that I just left
I don't want cha
I don't want cha
I don't want cha
I don't want cha
I don't want cha
Don't want cha two timing me
I'm tired of you making excuses
It's been going on for days
You better straighten up and fly right
Less you want some citement raised
I'm going to cut you loose, leave you on the shelf
And go and find me someone else
Every goodbye ain't gone, pretty baby
Every shut eye ain't sleep
Remember all the promise that you made me
Nary one did you keep
I heard you through the door
When you said that fool has gone
It will be alright to come on
I don't want cha
I don't want cha
I don't want cha
I don't want cha
I don't want cha pretty baby
Don't want cha two timing me
