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Sunday, 18 July 2010

Amy Winehouse

She's one of my fav singers. I like her oddity. Her strange hairstyle. Her makeup. She tattoos.
I can totally identify with her, w/o the drug abuse issue though. :D

I used to listen to her songs while jogging. But lately I have changed to Lady Gaga, as her songs make me jog just alittle bit more. Maybe due to the allegedly higher testosterone level that makes the songs more exercisable!

Amy Winehouse



Lyrics:
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

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

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

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

Another Version by Arctic Monkeys



Faster beats but still sound great.

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