It Makes Me Ill
 
I was hangin’ with the fellas
Saw you with your new boyfriend and made me jealous
I was hopin’ that I’d never see you with him
But it’s all good cause I’m glad that I met him, huh
Cause now I know the competition’s very slim to none
And I can tell by looking that he’s not the one
He’s not the type you said you liked
His style is whack, clothes are bad
Come on girl; let him go, I want you back

Call me a hater if you want to
But I only hate on ‘em cause I want you
Say I’m trippin’ if you feel like
But you without me ain’t right
You can say I’m crazy if you want to
That’s true -- I’m crazy about you
You can say I’m breakin’ down inside
Cause I can’t see you with another guy

It makes me ill to see you give
Love and attention at his will
And you can imagine how that makes me feel
To see you with him
Oh, it makes me ill to see you give
Love and attention at his will
And you can imagine how that makes me feel
To see you with him

Girl I know that we broke up
But that doesn’t mean you should give the cold shoulder
Cause you know that I truly do adore ya
And that other guy can’t do nothin’ for ya
Uh ... see?
I can tell that you don’t really love that guy
So there’s no need for you to go and waste your time
I think you know I love you more
Girl, you gotta let him go
I want you so just give him the boot

Call me a hater if you want to
But I only hate on ‘em cause I want you
Say I’m trippin’ if you feel like
But you without me ain’t right
You can say I’m crazy if you want to
That’s true -- I’m crazy about you
You can say I’m breakin’ down inside
Cause I can’t see you with another guy

It makes me ill to see you give
Love and attention at his will
And you can imagine how that makes me feel
To see you with him
Oh, it makes me ill to see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how that makes me feel
To see you with him, oh

It makes me ill cause she used to be my girl, my girl
(Used to be, used to be my girl, yeah)
It makes me ill cause she used to be my girl, my girl
(Ooh, come on)
So baby come back to me, baby

It makes me ill to see you give
Love and attention at his will
(At his will)
And you can imagine how that makes me feel
(When I see you with him)
To see you with him
Oh, it makes me ill to see you give
(Oh, come on)
Love and attention at his will
(At his will)
And you can imagine how that makes me feel
(Oh)
To see you with him

It makes me ill to see you give
(Baby I’m jealous)
Love and attention at his will
And you can imagine how that makes me feel
To see you with him
(See you with him)
Oh, it makes me ill to see you give
Love and attention at his will
(Love and attention)
And you can imagine how that makes me feel
(You can imagine how it makes me feel)
To see you with him

Oh, oh, oh, oh...

What?
We gone and done it again!
Mercy, ooh!
(Laughing)
It’s all gravy, baby
Ah ha!
Oh





 

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