You Know I'm No Good Amy Winehouse

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
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
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'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
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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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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
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Run out to meet you, chips and pitta
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
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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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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
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Then you notice likkle carpet burn
My stomach drop and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
To truly stuck the knife in first
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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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I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
Yeah, you know that I'm no good