I could have another You in a minute
Matter of fact he'll be here in a minute, baby
I can have another You by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
Baby I won't shed a tear for you
I won't lose a wink of sleep
'Cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy
The song has a great hook, but it's straight up depressing. It treats romance as a commodity market, wherein the partner can be immediately replaced by any available drop-in replacement. I recognize the value of the viewpoint from which the song was written (the transformation of pain into empowered indignation, which can help assuage the pain). Nonetheless, it dehumanizes and devalues romance. I can't help but think that being replaced so quickly is downright vitriolic.
Love is not a commodity.
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