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You Know I'm No Good

Höfundur lags: Amy Winehouse Höfundur texta: Amy Winehouse Flytjandi: Amy Winehouse Sent inn af: rokkari
[Dm]    
[Dm]Meet you downstairs in the [Gm]bar and hurt,
Your [A7]rolled up sleeves and your [Dm]skull t-shirt.
You say [Dm]why did you do with him [Gm]today?
And s[A7]niffed me out like I was[Dm] Tanqueray.

[Gm]'Cause you're my fella, my guy
[E7]Hand me your Stella and fly
[F]By the time I'm out the door,
You [E7]tear me down like [A7]Roger Moore,

[Dm]I cheated myself,[Am]    
Like I kn[E7]ew I [Am]would,
I [Dm]told you, I was [Am]trouble,
You [E7]know that I'm no [Am]good.

[Dm]Upstairs in bed, with [Gm]my ex boy,
He's [A7]in a place but I [Dm]can’t get joy,
[Dm]Thinking on you in the [Gm]final throes,
[A7]This is when my [Dm]buzzer goes.


[Gm]Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
[E7]You say "when we married"
'cause you're not bitter,
"[F]There'll be none of him no more,"
I [E7]cried for you on the [A7]kitchen floor.

[Dm]I cheated myself,[Am]    
Like I kn[E7]ew I [Am]would,
I [Dm]told you, I was [Am]trouble,
You [E7]know that I'm no [Am]good.

[Dm]Sweet reunion Jama[Gm]ica and Spain,
[A7]We're like how we [Dm]were again,
[Dm]I'm in the tub, you [Gm]on the seat,
[A7]Lick your lips as I [Dm]soap my feet,
[Gm]Then you notice likkle carpet burn,
[E7]My stomach drop yeah and my guts churn,
[F]You shrug and it's the worst,
To [E7]truly stuck the kn[A7]ife in first.

[Dm]I cheated myself,[Am]    
Like I kn[E7]ew I [Am]would,
I [Dm]told you, I was [Am]trouble,
You [E7]know that I'm no [Am]good.

[Dm]I cheated myself,[Am]    
Like I kn[E7]ew I [Am]would,
I [Dm]told you, I was [Am]trouble,
You [E7]know that I'm no [Am]good.


Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt.
You say why 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 me 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 I soap my feet,
Then you notice likkle carpet burn,
My stomach drop yeah 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,
You know that I'm no good.

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