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
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