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 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, âWhen 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 I told you, I was trouble You know that I'm no good Yo, aiyo, I knew you was trouble when I first laid eyes on you Temperature's so hot, the heat just rise with you Let me ride with you, talk about your mistakes You cheated yourself but these are the breaks And it never be the same again, 'cause of old boy But oh boy, together we make so much joy In the sands and oh, what a wet, wee-wee But you played me, so I had to roll up my sleeves and Hunt you down, holding the next man's stacks Now you sorry, tryin' bring that old thing back and Act like we can rekindle that flame It's a shame, how you can't get me off the brain He that lame, you love how I bring the pain Got the rug burns stinging and you saying my name Say my name, that's right, I'm high post Get the champagne, love, word up, we gon' toast I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you, I was trouble You know that I'm no good I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you, I was trouble Yeah, you know that I'm no good © EMI MUSIC PUB. LTD.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com