segunda-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2008
Amy Winehouse...
Apresentou-se via satélite para receber as 5 estatuetas que lhe foram atribuidas ontem na 50ª edição dos Grammy Awards, foi ainda premiada como artista revelação do ano de 2007.
Gosto particularmente da voz dela e desejo que se recupere e arranje forças para viver, quem sabe a atribuição destes prémios lhe traga um pouco de auto estima...
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say what did you do with him today?
And sniff me out like I was Tanqueray
Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You're ten men down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy
He's in the place, but I can't get joy
Thinking of you in the final throes, this is when my
buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips and bitter
You say we'll marry 'cause you're not bitter
There'll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub you on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Then you notice little carpet burn
My stomach drop yeah and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
Gosto particularmente da voz dela e desejo que se recupere e arranje forças para viver, quem sabe a atribuição destes prémios lhe traga um pouco de auto estima...
"You Know I'm No Good"
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say what did you do with him today?
And sniff me out like I was Tanqueray
Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You're ten men down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy
He's in the place, but I can't get joy
Thinking of you in the final throes, this is when my
buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips and bitter
You say we'll marry 'cause you're not bitter
There'll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub you on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Then you notice little carpet burn
My stomach drop yeah and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
Etiquetas: Grammy Awards, Música
# publicada por MariaTuché : segunda-feira, fevereiro 11, 2008
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Fui eu que apaguei porque a pressa faz escrever mal.
Giro estar também aqui porque lá pegamos também nela mas sobre outro prisma.
Bjinhos,
Giro estar também aqui porque lá pegamos também nela mas sobre outro prisma.
Bjinhos,
Sabias que Amy foi proibida de entrar nos EUA para cantar no Staples Center em Los Angeles onde se realizou este ano a festa de atribuição dos Grammy, tendo Amy ganho ‘só’ 5 desses prémios
E logo os americanos, esses virtuosos seres!
Bem aparecida a menina :)
beijocas
E logo os americanos, esses virtuosos seres!
Bem aparecida a menina :)
beijocas
Deu polémica e tudo, para as câmaras algumas caras conhecidas disseram que o comportamento dela não deveria ser recompensado daqula forma...mas OS GRAMYS já estão no papo, essa é que é essa!
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