Me & Mr Jones – Amy Winehouse (Letras)

Nobody stands in between me and my man
It s me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. 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 (ah)

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

Ruler s 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 wonder bout the things you do

Mr. Destiny, nine and fourteen
Nobody stands in between me and my man
Cause it s me and Mr.Jones (me and Mr.Jones)
Yeah (me and Mr. Jones)

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