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 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 of 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 [You Know I’m No Good lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] 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 my 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

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July 2008