Leaving U 4 The Groove
Baby we need to talk
You know, you know our relationship ain't really been going right
I don't really know how to tell you this but
I'm leaving you for the groove
Baby [echo]
I gotta let you know,
There's something inside of me girl, that I can't control
Now I love you baby
And I always will
But that ain't strong enough to change the way that I feel
No
You gave me attitude, when all I do is for you
Well find another dude, I'm tired of being your fool
So I'm leaving you for the groove
Finally making my move
Now that I'm finally free
I just wanna be me
I'm leaving you for the groove
Finally making my move
Now that I'm finally free
I just wanna be me
Yeahh, Yeah
Baby I'm done playing your game
Everytime I'm dancing, you just look at me strange
I was the one that you love, now I'm the one the you hate [echo]
Well, I don't care girl, go ahead, take me off your top 8
I'm leaving you for the groove
Making my move
Now that I'm finally free
I just wanna be me
I'm leaving you for the groove
Making my move
Now that I'm finally free
I just wanna be me
Yeah, Yeah, aw
Dance
Atitude [repeated]
I'm leaving you for the groove
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