Like Smoke – Amy Winehouse (Letras)

I never wanted you to be my man
I just need your company
Don t want to get dependent on
Your time or who you spend it on
Or lose the way you love me
Like smoke
I hung around in the unbalanced
Woah, oh

It s not a movie, this is not a script to proofread
I ll spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies
Tryna punctuate the funds I make amounts I take
Put in your face oh, my mistake
You re not a floozy? Then excuse me
Before I talk, my style introduced me
Get your name and phone number like 1-2-3
Y all know the story, y all know the commentary
I kick the narrative, this is legendary
The good Samaritan, good thespian
Like a polygamist, with a twist
Will I marry again? Maybe, I guess
I hold a lady s interest, I just met
The love scholar, she the teacher s pet
Every other eve we d meet and make each other sweat
I feel triumph with no strings
Just a fling to have fun with
I be out in London, Camden
Huntin for the answers, why did God take away the homie?
I can t stand it
I m a firm believer that we all meet up in eternity
Just hope the big man show me some courtesy
Why? Cause I m deemed a heartbreaker
Like smoke, girls linger round a player
Yeah-yuh

I never wanted you to be my man
I just need your company
Don t want to get dependent on
Your time or who you spend it on
Or lose the way you love me
Like smoke
I hung around in the unbalanced
Woah, oh

Yo, this recession is a test
It s affecting my complexion
Misdirecting my affection
My concerns of bill collections
The facts is the taxes, they after me
Chapter three, my property
My handlers, they dealt with me improperly
I say some things I should probably keep privately
Evaluate the world bank trusts like I m IEG
This fly sweet bourgeoisie
Tall freak, she wouldn t protest with me at Wall Street
She says, no you re so deep
I said, no let s go thru it
Historically so ruthless feds came for Joe Lewis
She said, my man you needs to laugh sometime
Classifies me as a bore, I told her have some wine
You colder than penguin pussy at her her dismay
She s thinkin that s just so silly to say
But if you really think about it hussy
See a penguin, he drags his ass on the ground all day
And there s a drag
And it s a bust and you re in tune with just lust
I m thru with you after I crush, so is that humorous enough?
The smoke I puff
Tell the car to go to Aura, Funky Buddah, Whiskey Mist
On Mayfair
I hope I meet some Monie Loves so she can show me love
NYC to UK I might stay there
Everybody in the club tonight say, Yeah
You know how me and Amy are, straight players

Ohh, ohh, ooooohh, ohh

I never wanted you to be my man
I just need your company
Don t want to get dependent on
Your time or who you spend it on
Or lose the way you love me
Like smoke
I hung around in the unbalanced
Woah, oh

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