Текст (слова) песни: Amy Winehouse - Me And Mr Jones (Fuckery)
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)
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