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This song is by Amy Winehouse.

Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard

Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt

You say, "What did you do 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 ya I was troubled

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 your chips and pitter

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



I cheated myself

Like I knew I would

I told ya I was troubled

You know that I'm no good



Ayo, I knew you was trouble when I first laid eyes on you

Temperature's so hot, the heat just rise with you

Let me ride with you, talk about your mistakes

You cheated yourself but these are the breaks

And it never be the same again, cause of old boy

But oh boy, together we make so much joy

In the sands and oh, what a wet, wee-wee

But you played me, so I had to roll up my sleeves and

Hunt you down, holding the next man's stacks

Now you sorry, tryin' bring that old thing back and

Act like we can rekindle that flame

It's a shame, how you can't get me off the brain

He that lame, you love how I bring the pain

Got the rug burns stinging and you saying my name

Say my name, that's right, I'm high post

Get the champagne, love, word up, we gon' toast



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

Yet you know that I'm no good

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