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Gerald Levert
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Edwin "Tony" Nicholas
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Kenny Anderson
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Gerald Levert
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Edwin "Tony" Nicholas
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Merlin Bobb
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Herb Powers
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I remember the old saying Daddy used to say
He'd say, "Son, watch your back
'Cause misery loves company"
I never understood what it meant
Till this happened
She put you out with no place to go
You call me up and I came right on over
Said you had a few problems
You knew you were wrong
Wanted to get yourself right
So I let you stay at my home
When I started peepin' you makin' eyes at my boo
Goin' out your way to be all up in her face
Me and her would be in bed doin' what we do
Then I dunno where, she'd ask me things I only told you
Misery loves company
I thought you were a friend to me
But right is right and wrong is wrong
So pack your bags, brother, you on your own
Step on, step on, step on, step on
You're on your own
Step on, step on, step on, step on
A lesson learned but told long ago
Keep enemies close but friends even closer
See happiness breeds envy
Don't ever say the words
It'll never, never, never, never happen to me
†Cause one day you'll close your eyes
And then to your surprise
You open them and see
Somebody been all up in your cherry tree
Then that'll be the day
That you'll lose your mind
Spendin' time writin' letters
In a cell, doin' 20 to life
Misery loves company
I thought you were a friend to me
But right is right and wrong is wrong
So pack your bags, my brother, you on your own
Step on, step on, step on, step on
You're on your own
Step on, step on, step on, step on
It's a low down dirty shame
When your so-called friends start playin' games
They know how to get to you
All inside, all up in your business
Start breakin' up your family too
Your family took him in as one of them
And as time gone by, they don't even care
No respect, they moved on and here comes jealousy
But they had the same, the same opportunities as you do
So you got to tell him get to steppin', brother
'Cause you ain't nothin', you ain't no good
You ain't no good, you ain't no friend of mine
Testify now, this evenin'
Raise your hands this evenin'
Said, you was the one, you was my best friend
You was my best friend
You was my brother, you're my friend
You were my homey through thick and thin
Now you're just misery, now you're just misery
Now you're just misery, ain't no good for me
You once was my brother, a friend
My homey through thick and thin
Misery, misery, misery
Writer(s): Tony Nicholas, Gerald Levert
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