You must not know ‘bout me
You must not know ‘bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he’ll be here in a minute
You could pack all your things, we’re finished
(You must not know ‘bout me)
‘Cause you made your bed, now lay in it
(You must not know ‘bout me)
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don’t you ever for a second
Get to thinking you’re irreplaceable
(fok)
