{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":10004812,"song":"You Know I'm No Good","artist":"Amy Winehouse","content_type":"chord","tab_type":null,"url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/10004812-you-know-i-m-no-good-chords-by-amy-winehouse/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/10004812?type=chord","rating":null,"votes":null,"content":"Intro:\nMeet you downstairs    in the bar and heard\nYour rolled up sleeves   in your skull T-shirt\nYou say, \"What did you do with him today?\"\nAnd sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray\n'Cause you're my fella, my guy\nhand me your Stella and fly\nBy the time I'm out the door\nyou tear men down like Roger Moore\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nUpstairs in bed   with my ex-boy\nHe's in a place but I can't get joy\nThinking on you   in the final throes\nThis is when my buzzer goes\nRun out to meet you, chips and pitta\nYou say, \"When we married\", 'cause you're not bitter\nThere'll be none of him no more\nI cried for you on the kitchen floor\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nBridge:\nSweet reunion   Jamaica and Spain\nWe're like how we were again\nI'm in the tub,   you on the seat\nLick your lips as  I soak my feet\nAnd then you notice likkle carpet burns\nMy stomach drop and my guts churn\nYou shrug and it's the worst\nWho truly stuck the knife in first\nBridge:\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nBridge:\nEnding:","plain_text":"Intro:\nMeet you downstairs    in the bar and heard\nYour rolled up sleeves   in your skull T-shirt\nYou say, \"What did you do with him today?\"\nAnd sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray\n'Cause you're my fella, my guy\nhand me your Stella and fly\nBy the time I'm out the door\nyou tear men down like Roger Moore\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nUpstairs in bed   with my ex-boy\nHe's in a place but I can't get joy\nThinking on you   in the final throes\nThis is when my buzzer goes\nRun out to meet you, chips and pitta\nYou say, \"When we married\", 'cause you're not bitter\nThere'll be none of him no more\nI cried for you on the kitchen floor\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nBridge:\nSweet reunion   Jamaica and Spain\nWe're like how we were again\nI'm in the tub,   you on the seat\nLick your lips as  I soak my feet\nAnd then you notice likkle carpet burns\nMy stomach drop and my guts churn\nYou shrug and it's the worst\nWho truly stuck the knife in first\nBridge:\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nI cheated myself    like I knew   I would\nI told you,  I was trouble\nyou know that I'm no good\nBridge:\nEnding:","chords":[]}