Absolutely Not (Chanel Club Mix) - Deborah Cox

With their wicked words they'll try to hold you down No this is not our fate; the lives in which they are bound And there is something more we know it has to be found I know the world won't wait, the tide is turning around And there's not enough time With all their wicked words they'll never hold you down No this is not our fate; the tide is turning around No there's not enough time In the fallout of the wasted, in the halflight I stand before you in the last dance of an old life Now the cool winds blowing and we can't stay, but it's alright When the night is gone I will still be here No there's not enough time

Friday night you and your boys went out to eat, uh Then they hung out But you came home around three, yes you did If six of y'all went out, uh Then four of you were really cheap, yeah 'Cause only two of you had dinner I found your credit card receipt It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway Pack your bags up and leave And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway Close the door behind you, leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy, yeah, uh I'll pack your bags so you can leave town for a week, yes I am The phone rings and then you look at me Why'd you turn and look at me You said it was one of your friends Down on 54th street, boy So why did 213 show up on your caller I.D., oh I've been through all this before Don't think about it, don't think about it Get gone, get gone Things have got to change baby You don't stand a chance boy Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Don't you turn around There's no more tears left here for you to see Was it really worth you going out like that, tell me, oh See I'm moving on And I refuse to turn back, yeah See all of this time I thought I had somebody down for Whitney It turns out, you were making a fool of me, oh Show'd up okay Make it anyway Pack your bags, get up and leave Don't you dare, back to me boy It's not right, it's okay I'm gonna, I'm gonna, uh Close your door and leave your key Rather be alone an' happy, oh It's not right, It's okay baby I can pay my own rent Pave my life now Take care of my business, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh Lord, oh Lord, ooo Give it up and leave Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Rather be alone, be alone happy I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright Doo, doo, doo, doo I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright I'm gonna be okay, I'm gonna be alright Doo, doo, doo It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway Pack your bags up and leave Don't you dare come running back to me It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway Close the door behind you, leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy, yeah It's not right, but it's okay I'm gonna make it anyway

Lights! Models! Guest list! Just do your best, darling. Absolutely fabulous We're absolutely fabulous Darling, you are a fabulous, wonderful individual... Oh thank you, darling. ...and remember, I've known you longer than your daughter. Champers all right for you, Pats? Lovely, Sweetie. Shall we finish off the beluga or shall we have some smoked salmon and nibbly things? Oh, whatever, Sweetie. All right, we'll finish off the beluga. Dull, soulless dance music. Bip bip bip. Bop bop bop. Dull, soulless dance music. Ride on time, ride on time. Techno, techno, bloody techno, darling! Absolutely fabulous (That's fabulous, darling) We're absolutely fabulous (That's fabulous. Edina: Good.) Chanel, Dior, Lagerfeld, Givenchy, Gaultier, darling. Names, names, names! Harper's, Tatler, English Vogue, American Vogue, French Vogue, bloody Aby-bloody-ssinian bloody Vogue, darling! Lacroix, Sweetie, Lacroix. Lacroix, Sweetie, Lacroix. Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweetie! Absolutely fabulous (Pump up the volume!) We're absolutely fabulous (Just put the needle on the record.) Absolutely fabulous (Pump up the volume!) We're absolutely fabulous (Are you ready for this, Sweetie?) Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. I'm Chanting as we speak, bye, bye, darling. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweetie! Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, Plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. I'm chanting as we speak, bye, bye, darling. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Champers all Right for you, Pats? Oh, he was just a windscreen washer I picked up at the traffic lights. Bums so tight he was bouncing off the walls. Bye, Pats. Lacroix, Sweetie. Lacroix, Sweetie. Lacroix, Sweetie. La-La-La-Lacroix. Absolutely fabulous (Let the music lift you up, darling!) We're absolutely fabulous (Dull, soulless dance music.) Absolutely fabulous (It's the bloody Pet Shop Boys, Sweetie.) We're absolutely fabulous (Are you ready for this, Sweetie?) Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. I'm chanting as we speak, Bye, bye, darling. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Ong, plong, kerplinky, plong. Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweetie! It's fabulous. Good. Thank you.