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| Dm Gm
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
A7 Dm
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt
Gm
You say, What did you do with him today?
A7 Dm
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray
Gm
Cause you're my fella, my guy
E7
Hand me your stella and fly
F
By the time I'm out the door
E7 A7
You tear men down like Roger Moore
Dm Am E7 Am
I cheated myself like I knew I would
Dm Am E7 Am
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
Dm Gm
Upstairs in bed with my ex boy
A7 Dm
He's in a place but I can't get joy
Gm
Thinking of you in the final throws
A7 Dm
This is when my buzzer goes
Gm
Run out to meet your chips and pitta
E7
You say, When we're married, cause you're not bitter
F
There'll be none of him no more
E7 A7
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
Dm Am E7 Am
I cheated myself like I knew I would
Dm Am E7 Am
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
Dm Gm
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
A7 Dm
We're like how we were again
Gm
I'm in the tub, you on the seat
A7 Dm
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Gm
Then you notice little carpet burn
E7
My stomach drops and my guts churn
F
You shrug and it's the worst
E7 A7
To truly stuck the knife in first
Dm Am E7 Am
I cheated myself like I knew I would
Dm Am E7 Am
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
Dm Am E7 Am
I cheated myself like I knew I would
Dm Am E7 Am
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good |
