Letra de You Sent Me Flying — Amy Winehouse

Verso 1:

Lent you out-si -daz,
And my new Badu.
While I was thinking I,
Didn't have a clue.

Tough to sort files,
With your voice,
In my head.
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So then I bribed you,
Downstairs with,
A Marlboro Red.

Ponte 1:

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So now I feel so small,
Discover-ing you knew.
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How much more tor-ture,
Would you have,
Put me through?
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You probably saw me,
Laughing at,
All your jokes.
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Or how I did not mind,
When you stole,
All my smokes.

Refrão 1:

And although my pride,
Is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying,
Dm7/5b
When you kicked me,
To the kerb.

With you battered jeans,
And your beastie tee,
Now I can't work like this,
With you next to me.

Verso 2:

And although he,
Is no -thing,
In the scheme,
Of my years.
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It just serves,
To bludgeon my,
Futile tears.

And I'm not,
Used to this,
I observe,
I don't chase,
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But now I'm sick,
With conse-quences,
Thrust in my face.

Ponte 2:

Em7/5b
And the melodramas,
Of my day de-livery blows,
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That surpass your re-jection;
It just goes to show.

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A simple attraction,
That reflects,
Right back to me,
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So I'm not as into you,
As I ap-pear to be.

Refrão 2:

And although my pride,
Is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying,
Dm7/5b
When you kicked me,
To the kerb.

With you battered jeans,
And your beastie tee,
Now I can't work like this,
With you next to me.

Verso 3:

His message was bru-tal,
But the delivery was kind.
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maybe if I get this down,
I'll get it off my mind.

It serves to con-dition me,
And smoothen my kinks,
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Despite my frus-tration,
For the way that he thinks.

Ponte 3:

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And I knew the truth,
When it came,
Would be to that effect,
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At least you're,
Attracted to me,
Which I did not expect.

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Didn't think you'd,
Get my number down and such,
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But I never hated myself,
For my age so much

Refrão 3:

And although my pride,
Is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying,
Dm7/5b
When you kicked me,
To the kerb.

With you battered jeans,
And your beastie tee,
Now I can't work like this,
With you next to me.

Refrão 4:

And although my pride,
Is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying,
Dm7/5b
When you kicked me,
To the kerb.

With you battered jeans,
And your beastie tee,
Now I can't work like this,
With you next to me.

(Fade)

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A7/5+ = X 0 X 0 2 1
Am7 = X 0 2 0 1 0
Bb7+ = X 1 3 2 3 1
Bm7/5b = X 2 3 2 3 X
Cm7 = X 3 5 3 4 3
Dm = X X 0 2 3 1
Dm7 = X 5 7 5 6 5
Dm7/5b = X X 0 1 1 1
Ebmaj7 = X X 1 3 3 3
Em7/5b = X X 2 3 3 3
Fm7/9 = X X 3 1 4 3
G7/5+ = 3 X 3 4 4 3
Gm7 = 3 X 3 3 3 X