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Amy Winehouse - You Sent Me Flying Demo Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Lent you Outsidaz and my new Badu
While you were thinking I didn't have a clue
Tough to sort files with your voice in my head
So then I bribed you downstairs with a Marlboro Red, uh
And now I feel so small discovering you knew
How much more torture would you have put me through?
You probably saw me laughing at all your jokes
Or how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes, yeah

[Chorus]
And although my pride is not easy to disturb, yeah
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
With your battered jeans and your Beasties tee
Now I can't work like this, with you next to me

[Verse 2]
And although he's nothing in the scheme of my years
It just serves to bludgeon my futile tears
And I'm not use to this, no, no
I observe, yeah, I don't chase
But now I sit with consequences thrust in my face, yeah
And the melodramas of my day deliver blows
And that surpass your rejection, it just goes to show
A simple attraction that reflects right back to me
So I'm not as into you as I appear to be
[Chorus]
And although my pride is not easily disturbed, yeah
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
With your battered jeans, yeah, and your Beasties tee
Now I can't work like this, no, with you next to me

[Verse 3]
His message was brutal, but the delivery was kind
Maybe if I get this down, I'll get it off my mind, yeah
Oh, it serves to condition me and smoothen my kinks, yeah
Despite my frustration for the way that he thinks
And I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect
At least you're attracted to me which I did not expect
Didn't think you'd get my number down as such
But I've never hated myself for my age so much, yeah

[Outro]
And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
So with your battered jeans, yeah, and your Beasties tee
Now I can't work like this, no, no, with you next to me, yeah
And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
So with your battered jeans, yeah