Amy Winehouse – You Know I’m No Good – Vodafone Live At TBA scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, “What 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 you, I was trouble You know that I’m no good Upstairs in bed with my ex boy, He?s in the place but I can’t get joy Thinking of you in the final throes, This is when my buzzer goes Run out to meet you, chips and Pita; You say “When we’re married” cause you’re not bitter There’ll be none of him no more, I cried for you on the kitchen floor [Chorus] 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 soak 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 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