I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself You ain't getting over him One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

Has he got enough money to spend? M-O-N-E-Y's me Drink slow to feed the nose you know he likes to get blown, Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go It's going off 'cause they're not gonna let him in Two and a half the boy is

'Cause here I come, here I come I've waited all my life to get out of the trenches I'm ready to fight for what I believe you can steal from me I won't take this Gonna fill these trenches and stand up Wake up, I won't give up Never again, never again will

Sister big stuff You're never gonna get my love You're never gonna make me cry Who do you think you are? Not because yo' wear All those fancy clothes Drive around a big fine car Oh yes, you do now Do you think I can't afford

'Cause anybody just won't do 'Cause everybody wants to party with you (No more hesitation) Let's get this started (It's a celebration) I'm gonna party Boy you got it Let's get it started