Amy Winehouse Long before American audience began paying attention, Winehouse sharpened her storytelling chops with this perfectly sly snapshot of aimless 'n' shameless blotto youth. A sweetly soulful chin-up to a doomed love affair in which Amy, battered by romance but never beaten, sang herself back to fighting form with. Over stately, prettily plodding piano and strings, Winehouse crooned a mournful farewell to one unforgettable paramour.
Replay gallery. Pinterest Facebook. Up Next Cancel. By Leah Greenblatt. Share the Gallery Pinterest Facebook. Skip slide summaries Everything in This Slideshow. Description Unique print of an original design. Available in A4 and A5 sizes as required. Listing is for print only - frame not included. Sally x. Inspiration I just love this song and its lyrics and was inspired to make a work of art celebrating this and the beauty of Amy.
Jones Amy Winehouse. Nobody stands in between me and my man It's 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 Rulers one thing, but come Brixton Nobody stands in between me and my man 'Cause it's me and Mr.
Jones What kind of fuckery are we? Compuesta por: Amy Winehouse. Enviada por Cammykaze. Revisiones por 10 personas.
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