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Amy Winehouse – Me and mr jones (fuckery)

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Nobody stands in between me and my man, it´s me
And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)

What kind of fuckery is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh Slick Rick)
You thought I didn´t love you when I did (when I did)
Can´t believe you played me out like that (Ahhh)

No you ain´t worth guest list
Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls)
You can´t keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself)
Can´t believe you played yourself (out) like this

Rulers one thing but come Brixton
Nobody stands in between me and my man
Cause it´s me and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)

What kind of fuckery are we?
Nowadays you don´t mean dick to me (dick to me)
I might let you make it up to me (make it up)
Who´s playing Saturday?

What kind of fuckery are you?
Side from Sammy you´re my best black Jew
But I could swear that we were through (we were through)
I still want to wonder ´bout the things you do

Mr Destiny 9 and 14
Nobody stands in between me and my man
Cause it´s Me and Mr JOnes (Me and Mr Jones)

 

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