You Know I'm No Good
Amy Winehouse"You Know I'm No Good" es una canción de Amy Winehouse, 2007, Pop. La canción dura 3:36, 42 lines / 258 words.
Letra
0:13Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
0:18Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt
0:22You say "Why did you do it with him today
0:27And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray
0:34Cause you're my fella my guy
0:38Hand me your Stella and fly
0:41By the time I'm out the door
0:46You tear men down like Roger Moore
0:51I cheated myself
0:51Like I knew I would
1:00I told you I was trouble
1:03Amy Winehouse
1:06You know that I'm no good
1:14Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy
1:18He's in a place but I can't give joy
1:23Thinking on you in the final throes
1:25This is when my buzzer goes
1:33Run out to meet you chips and pitta
1:37You say "when we married "
1:39Cause you're not bitter
1:42"there'll be none of him no more"
1:45I cried for you on the kitchen floor
1:52I cheated myself
1:52Like I knew I would
2:00I told you I was trouble
2:05You know that I'm no good
2:29Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain
2:33We're like how we were again
2:38I'm in the tub you on the seat
2:42Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
2:48Then you notice little carpet burns
2:52My stomach drops and my guts churn
2:56You shrug and it's the worst
3:01To truly stuck the knife in first
3:06I cheated myself
3:09Like I knew I would
3:15I told you I was trouble
3:17You know that I'm no good
3:24I cheated myself
3:25Like I knew I would
3:33I told you I was trouble
3:36Yeah you know that I'm no good
Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt You say "Why did you do it 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 Amy Winehouse You know that I'm no good Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy He's in a place but I can't give 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 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 a I soak my feet Then you notice little carpet burns 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 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 Yeah you know that I'm no good
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