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di Winehouse, Remi

AMY WINEHOUSE

When you walk in the bar, and you’re dressed like a star
Rockin’ your f- me pumps
And a man notice you with your Gucci bag crew
Can’t tell who he’s lookin’ to

‘Cause you all look the same, everyone knows your name
And that’s your whole claim to fame
Never miss a night ‘cause your dream in life
Is to be a footballer’s wife

You don’t like players, that’s what you say-
But you really wouldn’t mind a millionaire
You don’t like ballers, they don’t do nothing for ya
But you’d love a rich man six-foot-two or taller

You’re more than a fan lookin’ for a man
But you end up with one-night stands
He could be your whole life, if you got past one night
But that part never goes right

In the morning, you’re vexed, he’s onto the next
And you didn’t even get no text
Don’t be too upset if they call you a sket
‘Cause like the news, every day you get pressed

You don’t like players, that’s what you say
But you really wouldn’t mind a millionaire
All them big ballers, don’t do nothing for ya
But you’d love …