Showing posts with label amy winehouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label amy winehouse. Show all posts

Monday, January 7, 2008

You Know I'm No Good - 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're tear men down like Roger Moore

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, 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 on you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet your chips and pitter
You say 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 ya, 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 sink
Lick your lips as I soak my feet

Then you know this little carpet burn
My stomach drop yeah 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 ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good

Monday, October 1, 2007

Valerie - Mark Ronson Feat. Amy Winehouse



Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things what you’re doing
And in my head I make a picture

‘Cos since I’ve come on home
Well my body’s been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?

Did you have to go to jail?
Put your house on up for sale?
Did you get a good lawyer?
Hope you didn’t catch a tan
Hope you find the right man
Who’ll fix it for you
Are you shopping anywhere?
Changed the color of your hair?
Are you busy?
And did you have to pay that fine
You were dodging all the time?
Are you still dizzy?

‘Cos since I’ve come on home
Well my body’s been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?

Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the border
And I think of all the things what you’re doing
And in my head I make a picture

‘Cos since I’ve come on home
Well my body’s been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?

Sunday, August 5, 2007

Valerie - Mark Ronson feat. Amy Winehouse



Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing and in my head I make a picture

'Cos since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me
Why won't you come on over Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?

Did you have to go to jail, put your house on up for sale, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn't catch a tan, I hope you find the right man who'll fix it for you
Are you shopping anywhere, changed the colour of your hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay the fine you were dodging all the time are you still dizzy?

'Cos since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me
Why won't you come on over Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?

Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing and in my head I make a picture.

Cos since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me
Why won't you come on over Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, mmm Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?
Why don't you come on over Valerie?

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Rehab (Remix) - Amy Winehouse feat. Jay-Z

Jay Z part

More money more checks
I’m addicted to fresh
6 pairs of kicks is my definition to twelve steps
Kick back in the bach
get the phantom the drop
bass blaring out my systems That’s how I detox
oh when will we stop he’s still pumping that real shit
my flow so dumb my face is so numb, I don’t feel shit
where’s your therapist yeah im out of control
they trying to make me go to rehab I wont go nooo
so im addicted im Britney Whitney and bobby, betty ford aint ready for this aint nothing to stop me
oh look hes relapsing, just look how’s hes rapping
Every time I try to get out it pulls me back in
Amy should have rehabbed him instead she double his ration
can you blame me being a slave to my passion
my heroin flows more lethal than Marilyn's nose
im gonna OD till im in peace like Anna Nicole, HOV

Tears Dry On Their Own - Amy Winehouse



All I can ever be to you is a darkness that we knew
And this regret I got accustomed to
Once it was so right
When we were at our high
Waiting for you in the hotel at night
I knew I hadn't met my match
But every moment we could snatch
I don’t know why I got so attached
It’s my responsibility
You don’t owe nothing to me
But to walk away I have no capacity

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I’m grown
And in this grey,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

I don’t understand
Why do I stress the man?
When there’s so many bigger things at hand
We could've never had it all
We had to hit a wall
So this is inevitable withdrawal
Even if I stop wanting you
and perspective pushes true
I’ll be some next man’s other woman soon
I cannot play myself again
Should just be my own best friend.
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I’m grown
And its ok,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

So we are history,
Your shadow covers me
The sky above ablaze
A blaze that only lovers see

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I’m grown
And in your way
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own


I wish I could sing no regrets
And no emotional debt
Cause as we kissed goodbye the sun sets
So we are history
A shadow covers me
The sky above ablaze
That only lovers see

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I’m grown
And in your way
My blue shade
My tears dry on their own

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I am grown
And in your way
My deep shade
My tears dry on their own

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way
My deep shade
My tears dry

Love Is A Losing Game - Amy Winehouse



For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is a losing game

Why do I wish I never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand

Self professed... profound
Till the chips were down
...know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand

Though I’m rather blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned

Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Amy Winehouse - Rehab



They tried to make me go to rehab but i said ‘no, no, no’
Yes I’ve been black but when i com e back you’ll know know know
I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab but i won’t go go go

I’d rather be at home with ray
I aint got seventeen days
Coz there’s nothing
There’s nothing you can teach me
That i can’t learn from mr hathaway

Didn’t get al lucky at class
But i know it don’t come in a shot glass

They tried to make me go to rehab but i said ‘no, no, no’
Yes I’ve been black but when i com e back you’ll know know know
I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab but i won’t go go go

The man said ‘why do you think you here’
I said ‘I got no idea
I’m gonna, I’m gonna lose my baby
so I always keep a bottle near’
He said ‘I just think your depressed,
kiss me here baby and go rest’

They tried to make me go to rehab but i said ‘no, no, no’
Yes I’ve been black but when i com e back you’ll know know know
I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab but i won’t go go go

I don’t ever wanna drink again
I just ooh i just need a friend
I’m not gonna spend ten weeks
have everyone think I’m on the mend

It’s not just my pride
It’s just til these tears have dried

They tried to make me go to rehab but i said ‘no, no, no’
Yes I’ve been black but when i com e back you’ll know know know
I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab but i won’t go go go

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Amy Winehouse - You Know I’m No Good



Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say why 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 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 cant get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throws, this is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet your chicks and bitter
You say when we’re married cause youre 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

Sweet reunion, jamaica and spain
Were like how we were again
I’m in the tub youre on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet

Then you notice lickle 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 ya I was troubled, you know that I’m no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was troubled, yeah ya know that I’m no good

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Back to black - Amy Winehouse



He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to.....

I go back to us

I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black

Stronger than me - Amy Winehouse


You should be stronger than me
You been here 7 years longer than me
Don't you know you supposed to be the man,
Not pal in comparison to who you think I am,

You always wanna talk it through - I don't care!
I always have to comfort you when I'm there
But that's what I need you to do - stroke my hair!
Cos' I've forgotten all of young love's joy,
Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy,

You should be stronger than me,
But instead you're longer than frozen turkey,
Why'd you always put me in control?
All I need is for my man to live up to his role,
Always wanna talk it through - I'm ok,
Always have to comfort you every day,
But that's what I need you to do - are you gay?

I've forgotten all of young love's joy
Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy

He said 'the respect I made you earn -
Thought you had so many lessons to learn'
I said 'You don't know what love is - get a grip!' -
Sounds as if you're reading from some other tired script

I'm not gonna meet your mother anytime
I just wanna rip your body over mine
So tell me why you think that's a crime

I've forgotten all of young love's joy
Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy