What kind of fuckery is this?
Amy WinehouseMots clés fuck profanity amy-winehouse
I couldn't resist him, his eyes were like yours, his hair was exactly the shade of brown.
He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell, it was dark and I was lying down.
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We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred time, you go back to her and I go back to black...
Amy WinehouseCause there's nothing, there's nothing you can teach me
That I can't learn from Mr. Hathaway.
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You've got a degree in philosophy; so you think you're cleverer than me. But I'm not just some drama queen. Cause it's where you're at, not where you've been.
Amy WinehouseEmulate all the shit my mother hates, I can't help but demonstrate my freudian fate
Amy WinehouseI can't help you if you won't help yourself.
Amy WinehouseRelationship doesn’t remain, We resonate on different flames, I could cut you down again, If you were like all other men, If you were like all other men, I know that I could shut you down again
Amy WinehouseMots clés relationships
Feel so fucking angry; don't want to be reminded of you, But when I left my shit in your kitchen, I said goodbye to your bedroom it smelled of you
Amy WinehouseMr False Pretence, you don't make sense
I just don't know you
But you make me cry, where's my kiss goodbye
I think I love you
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