Amy Winehouse You Know Im No Good Review

'Cause you're my fella, my guy You hand me your Stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You tear me down like Roger Moore

Here’s the text for Amy Winehouse’s “You Know I’m No Good,” written as the full song lyrics: Written by Amy Winehouse From the album Back to Black (2006) amy winehouse you know im no good

I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good 'Cause you're my fella, my guy You hand

We kiss, his mouth, my mouth We love, 'til we just go south He left me a note outside the door Said, "You ain't no kind of girl for a whore" 'Cause you're my fella

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

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