Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt.
You say why did you do with him today?
And sniffed 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 tear me down like Roger Moore,
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you, I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good.
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He's in a place but I can?t get joy,
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes.
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say "when we married"
'cause you're not bitter,
"There'll be none of him no more,"
I cried for you on the kitchen floor.
REFRÃO
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 soap my feet,
Then you notice likkle carpet burn,
My stomach drop yeah and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
To truly stuck the knife in first.
REFRÃO (2X)