Amy Winehouse Lyrics: By: Gregor Kulla

AMY WINEHOUSE LYRICS
By: Gregor Kulla
Birth name: Amy Jade Winehouse

Years active: 2003 - today
Born: 14-09-1983
Birth Place: Enfield, London and South East, United Kingdom
Genre: Soul , Jazz
All by : Gregor Kulla

Lyrics to Rehab :
They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when I come 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 ain't got seventy days
Cause there's nothing
There's nothing you can teach me
That I can't learn from Mr Hathaway
I didn't get a lot in class

But I know it don't come in a shot glass

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,
this me, yeah baby, and the rest'

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

Lyrics to You Know I'm No Good :

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,
’Cause you're my fella, my guy,
Hand me your stella and fly,
By the time I'm out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore,
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,

He's in a place, but I can't get joy,
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes,
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say “when 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,
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,
Then you notice likkle carpet burn,
My stomach drops 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 cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
Yeah, you know that I'm no good
Lyrics to Hey Little Rich Girl :

Mum bought you a fur coat when you were fifteen
You wore it to the disco, where everyone was in jeans
But you were a rich girl, and only having fun

Your worn out dresses, got stares from everyone
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong?
You left for London, when you were nineteen

Had to pull off your nice clothes, just living on dreams
A man in the bright lights took all that you own
Now he's taken your freedom for a fate unknown
But you were a rich girl, hardly having fun

Your worn out dresses, brought stares from everyone
Hey, little rich girl you've been away for so long

And now little rich girl, my words are in this song
Hey, little rich girl my love for you is gone
And now little rich girl, I know where you went wrong
At your dad's office party all the movies were blue

Caused him so much heart ache, because the screen star was you
You left for London, when you were nineteen
Had to pull off your nice clothes, but you were living on dreams
You were a rich girl, and only having fun

But your worn out dresses, brought stares from everyone
Lyrics to Monkey Man :

This one's for the bouncers. Big, big Monkey Man
Aye aye aye, aye aye aye

Tell you baby, you huggin up the big monkey man
I never saw you, I only heard of you

huggin up the big monkey man
I never saw you, I only heard of you
huggin up the big monkey man
It's no lie, it's no lie

Them a tell me, you huggin up the big monkey man
It's no lie, it's no lie
Them a tell me, you huggin up the big monkey man
Now I know that, now I understand

You're turning a monkey on me
Now I know that, now I understand
You're turning a monkey on me

I was on my way to Banbury Cross,

Then I see a monkey upon a white horse
With rings on he fingers, bells on him toes
Sing a little song, wherever he be
'Cos he's a monkey, 'cos he's a monkey
'Cos he's a weedy little monkey man
Lyrics to Valerie :
Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.
And I Think Of All The Things, Of What You're Doing, And in my head I Paint A Picture.
Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your ginger Hair, And The Way You
Like To Dress.
Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Did You Have To Go To Jail, Put Your House Out Up For Sale, Did You Get A Good Lawyer.
I Hope You Didnt Catch A Tan, I Hope You Find The Right Man, Who'll Fix It For You.
Are You Shopping Anywhere, Change The Color Of Your Hair, And Are You Busy.
Did You Have To Pay That Fine, That You Were Dodging All The Time, Are You Still Dizzy.
Well Since I Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way
You Like To Dress.
Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Oh Why Dont 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 Paint A Picture.
Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You
Like To Dress.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Lyrics to Me & Mr Jones (Fuckery) :

Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me
And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery is this?

You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh Slick Rick)
You thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did)
Can't believe you played me out like that (Ahhh)
No you ain't worth guest list

Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls)
You can't keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself)
Can't believe you played yourself (out) like this
Rulers one thing but come Brixton

Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's me and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery are we?

Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me)
I might let you make it up to me (make it up)
Who's playing Saturday?
What kind of fuckery are you?

Side from Sammy you're my best black Jew
But I could swear that we were through (we were through)
I still want to wonder 'bout the things you do
Mr Destiny 9 and 14
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's Me and Mr JOnes (Me and Mr Jones)
Lyrics to Just Friends :

When will we get the time to be just friends
It's never safe for us not even in the evening
'cos I've been drinking
Not in the morning where your shit works
It's always dangerous when everybody's sleeping
And I've been thinking
Can we be alone?
Can we be alone?

And no I'm not ashamed but the guilt will kill you
If she don't first
I'll never love you like her
Though we need to find the time
To just do this shit together
For it gets worse
I wanna touch you
But that just hurts
When will we get the time to be just just friends

When will we get the time to be just friends, just friends
Just friends
Lyrics to Back To Black :

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

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

You go back to her
And I go back to

You go back to her
And I go back to black
GOOD BYE !

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AMY WINEHOUSE LYRICS

By: Gregor Kulla

Birth name: Amy Jade Winehouse

All by : Gregor Kulla

I'd rather be at home with ray

I didn't get a lot in class

They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'

The man said 'why do you think you here'

They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'

I don't ever wanna drink again

It's not just my pride

They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'

Lyrics to You Know I'm No Good :

Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,

Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain,

Lyrics to Hey Little Rich Girl :

But you were a rich girl, and only having fun

You left for London, when you were nineteen

But you were a rich girl, hardly having fun

Hey, little rich girl you've been away for so long

At your dad's office party all the movies were blue

You were a rich girl, and only having fun

Lyrics to Monkey Man :

Aye aye aye, aye aye aye

I never saw you, I only heard of you

It's no lie, it's no lie

Now I know that, now I understand

Aye aye aye, aye aye aye

I was on my way to Banbury Cross,

Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

Lyrics to Me & Mr Jones (Fuckery) :

What kind of fuckery is this?

No you ain't worth guest list

Rulers one thing but come Brixton

What kind of fuckery are we?

What kind of fuckery are you?

Lyrics to Just Friends :

When will we get the time to be just friends

When will we get the time to be just just friends

Lyrics to Back To Black :

We only said good-bye with words

I love you much

We only said goodbye with words

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,

We only said good-bye with words

We only said good-bye with words

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