Sangtekst: Melanie B (Melanie Brown). Hot. Pack Your Shit.

Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

Boy, you gotta
Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

Can't you see now, baby
With the tears in my eyes I don't feel right
But you don't feel the same way
How can we live this way?

Got your girls on the telephone
Talkin' 'bout this and that, that and this
So pack your shit

Go on your merry little way
I've got no time for you today
No way

You said you hup'd up
But you never fucked up
So what the hell is this shit on my covers?

You say you love me
Every time you fuck me
How could you do this to me

Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

Boy, you gotta
Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

Now wait a minute now, baby girl
You say the pain in your life is because of me
Then you go fucking up my clothes, my cars
Did all I have to do for you, baby

So check your best friend walkin' round the house
With those tight mini skirts and no drawers on
?Baby, you're a man in me?, she said
And I'll fulfill your every fantasy

That's when I hup'd up
But I never fucked up
You never found no shit up on no covers

Said I loved you
Every time I kissed you
How could you do this to me

Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

Boy, you gotta
Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

You said you hup'd up
But you never fucked up
So what the hell is this shit on my covers?

You say you love me
Every time you fuck me
How could you do this to me?

Boy, you gotta
Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more
(No, no)

Boy, you gotta
Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

Boy, you gotta
Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more

Boy, you gotta
Pack your shit
And get the hell out
Don't come back around here no more