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| Intro: |
| Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard |
| Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt |
| You say, "What did you do with him today?" |
| And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray |
| 'Cause you're my fella, my guy |
| hand me your Stella and fly |
| By the time I'm out the door |
| you tear men down like Roger Moore |
| I cheated myself like I knew I would |
| I told you, I was trouble |
| you know that I'm no good |
| Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy |
| He's in a place but I can't get joy |
| Thinking on you in the final throes |
| This is when my buzzer goes |
| Run out to meet you, chips and pitta |
| You say, "When we married", 'cause you're not bitter |
| There'll be none of him no more |
| I cried for you on the kitchen floor |
| I cheated myself like I knew I would |
| I told you, I was trouble |
| you know that I'm no good |
| Bridge: |
| Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain |
| We're like how we were again |
| I'm in the tub, you on the seat |
| Lick your lips as I soak my feet |
| And then you notice likkle carpet burns |
| My stomach drop and my guts churn |
| You shrug and it's the worst |
| Who truly stuck the knife in first |
| Bridge: |
| x4 |
| I cheated myself like I knew I would |
| I told you, I was trouble |
| you know that I'm no good |
| I cheated myself like I knew I would |
| I told you, I was trouble |
| you know that I'm no good |
Amy Winehouse - שירים נוספים |
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שירים נוספים מהקטגוריה Rock |
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