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de Amy Winehouse

Nobody stands in between me and my man
It's me and Mister Jones (me and Mister Jones)

What kind of fuckery is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick)
And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did)
Can't believe you played me out like that
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 Mister Jones (me and Mister 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 (best black Jew)
But I could swear that we were through (we were through)
I still wonder 'bout the things you do

Mister Destiny, nine and fourteen
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's me and Mister Jones
Mister Jones (me and Mister Jones)
Me and, oh

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