Amy Winehouse - You know I'm no good










Intro: Dm            Dm           Refrain: Dm   Am   E7   Am
e------1-------------1----------|----------1----0----0----0-------------------|
B------3-------------3----------|----------3----1----3----1------0-0H1-0------|
G------2-------------2----------|----------2----2----1----2----2---------2----|
D------0-------------0----------|----------0----2----2----2----------------2--|
A---------0-0-3-0-------0-0-3-0-|---------------0----2----0-------------------|
E-------------------------------|---------------------------------------------|

Dm                     Gm
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard,
A7                      Dm
Your rolled up sleeves, and your skull T-shirt,
                       Gm
Said: -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 you, 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 on you in the final throws,
A7              Dm
This is when my buzzer goes
Gm
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
E7
You say "when we are married," cause you're not bitter,
Gm
"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 you, 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 a I soak my feet
Gm
Then you notice likkle carpet burns,
E7
My stomach drops and my guts churn,
Gm
You shrug and it's the worst,
E7                  A7
Who truly stuck the knife in first


Dm                Am     E7     Am
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
Dm                Am           E7               Am
I told you, I was trouble, you know that I'm no good.

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