作词 : Amy Winehouse/Salaam Remi

作曲 : Amy Winehouse/Salaam Remi

Amy Winehouse-Pumps

Written: Salaam Remi & Amy Winehouse

When you walk in the bar

And you dressed like a star

Rockin' your F-Me-Pumps

And the men notice you

With your Gucci bag crew

Can't tell who he's lookin' to

'Cause you all look the same

Everyone knows your name

And that's you whole claim to fame

Never miss a night

'Cause your dream in life

Is to be a footballer's wife

You don't like players

That's what you say-a

But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire

You don't like ballers

They don't do nothing for ya

But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller

You're more than a fan

Lookin' for a man

But you end up with one-night-stands

He could be your whole life

If you got past one night

But that part never goes right

In the morning you're vexed,

He's onto the next,

And you didn't even get no taste.

Don't be too upset,

If they call you a "sket"(skank),

'Cause like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don't like players,

That's what you say-a,

But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or them big ballers,

Don't do nothing for ya.

But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller

You can't sit down right,

'Cause you jeans are too tight,

And your lucky its ladies night. “

With your big empty purse,

Every week it gets worse,

At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,

'Cause you got there for free,

But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,

Met somebody,

And spent the night getting canned.

Without girls like you,

There'd be no fun,

We'd go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,

There's no nightlife,

All those men just go home to their wives.

Don't be mad at me,

'Cause you're pushing thirty,

And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the jump,

That you always get dumped,

So dust off your fxxk me pumps.

For Amy!