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Lletres: Anastacia. Not That Kind. Late Last Night.

Saw you in the restaurant late last night
You were looking in her eyes, holding her hand tight
Said that you were working late
Well, I guess that's true, you were working on somebody new

So, you were in a restaurant with someone else
While you were busy fooling me, well, I guess I fooled myself
But I won't be the fool again and I tell you now
I won't stay around while you play around

So, so baby pack your lies and walk right out this door, no no
I don't want your tight excuses anymore, no no
I don't wanna hear the same old lies by the same old price
'Cause I'm through wasting my time on loving you

Did you give your heart to her late last night?
Did you say those things you said when we turned out the lights?
When she went to touch your hand, did you hide the ring?
Did you forget to tell her about me? Yes, you did

I saw you in the restaurant and get in her car
I don't know where you went but this time you went too far
Stumbling in the door at four in the morning, just won't do
I won't stay around, no, while you play around with my heart

So baby pack your lies and walk right out this door, no, no
I don't want your tight excuses anymore, no no
I don't wanna hear the same old lies by the same old price
'Cause I'm through, I'm so through baby, wasting my time on loving you

Didn't I give you the best of my love?
Was it now or in bed, didn't I care enough
How could you go and just hurt me that way
Well I'm not gonna take it no more
No, no, no

So baby pack your lies and walk right out this door, no, no
I don't want your tight excuses anymore, no, no
I don't wanna hear the same old lies by the same old price
'Cause I'm through wasting my time on loving you

So baby pack your lies and walk right out this door, no, no
I don't want your tight excuses anymore, no, no
I don't wanna hear the same old lies by the same old price
'Cause I'm through wasting my time on loving you

So baby pack your lies and walk right out this door, no no
I don't want your tight excuses anymore, no, no
I don't wanna hear the same old lies by the same old price