me and mr jones (fuckery) lyrics – amy winehouse

n*body stands in between me and my man, it’s me
and mr jones (me and mr jones)

what kind of f*ckery 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
n*body stands in between me and my man
’cause it’s me and mr jones (me and mr jones)

what kind of f*ckery are we?
nowadays you don’t mean d*ck to me (d*ck to me)
i might let you make it up to me (make it up)
who’s playing sat*rday?

what kind of f*ckery 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
n*body stands in between me and my man
’cause it’s me and mr jones (me and mr jones)

/ amy winehouse lyrics