You Know I’m No Good
Meet you downstairs at the bar and hurt
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 my 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 ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex boy
He's in the place but i can't get joy
Thinking on you in the final throes
This is where my Buzzer goes
Run out to meet ya, chips and pita
You say "When we married"
Cause you're now 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 ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
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 soap my feet
Then you notice likkle carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first?
I cheated myself
Like i knew i would
I told ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
I cheated myself
Like i knew i would
I told ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
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 my 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 ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex boy
He's in the place but i can't get joy
Thinking on you in the final throes
This is where my Buzzer goes
Run out to meet ya, chips and pita
You say "When we married"
Cause you're now 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 ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
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 soap my feet
Then you notice likkle carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first?
I cheated myself
Like i knew i would
I told ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
I cheated myself
Like i knew i would
I told ya that i was trouble
And you know that i'm no good
Credits
Writer(s): Amy Winehouse
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