Amy Winehouse – You know I´m no good
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say why did you do it with him today?
And sniff 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 me down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I´m no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He´s in the place, but I cant get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throws, this is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you chips and pitta
You say when we´re married cause youre 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 ya, I was trouble
You know that I´m no good
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
Were 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 little carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it´s the worst
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I´m no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, yeah you know that I´m no good