[Justin:]
I was hanging with the fellas
Saw you with your new boyfriend, it made me jealous
I was hoping that Iīd never see you with him
But itīs all good, īcause Iīm glad that I met him
Heh
īCause now I know the competitionīs very slim to none
And I can tell by looking that heīs not the one
Heīs not the type you said you liked
His style is wack, clothes are bad
Come on, girl, let him go
I want you back
[JC:]
Call me a hater, if you want to
But I only hate on him īcause I want you
Say Iīm trippinī if you feel like
But you without me ainīt right (ainīt right)
You can say Iīm crazy, if you want to
Thatīs true-- Iīm crazy ībout you
You could say Iīm breakinī down inside (inside)
īCause I canīt see you with another guy
[Chorus:]
It makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
And you canīt imagine how it 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 canīt imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him
[JC:]
Girl I know that we broke up
But that doesnīt mean you should give the cold shoulder
īCause you know that I truly do adore ya
And that other guy canīt do nothinī for ya
Uh, see
I can tell that you donīt really love that guy
But thereīs no need for you to go and waste your time
I think you know I love ya more
Girl you gotta let him go
I want you so just give him the boot
[Justin:]
Call me a hater, if you want to
But I only hate on him īcause I want you
You can say Iīm trippinī if you feel like
But you without me ainīt right (ainīt right)
You can say Iīm crazy, if you want to
Thatīs true-- Iīm crazy ībout you
You could say Iīm breakinī down inside (inside)
īCause I canīt see you with another guy
It makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
And you canīt imagine how it 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 canīt imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him
Ohh...
It makes me ill cause you used to be my girl
Used to be (my girl) used to be my girl yeahhh
It makes me ill (ooh) cause you used to be my girl (cīmon)
My girl
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 canīt imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him (when I see you with him)
Oh, it makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will (at his will)
And you canīt imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him (baby Iīm jealous)
Oh it makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
And you canīt imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him (you canīt imagine how it makes me feel)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh..
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh..
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh..
[Justin (screaming):]
What?! We done and done it again!
Messaaaaage ohhhh! [laughter of the guys]
Itīs gravy baby... aha...
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