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Albums:

Amy's Jukebox: The Music That Inspired Amy Winehouse (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Roots of Amy Winehouse (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (Tex Williams) · Through the Smoke Screen (Lily Holbrook) · If U Seek Amy (Britney Spears) · Amy Arena (Amy Arena) · Life Lessons: The Best of Amy Sky (Amy Sky) · Songs I Wrote with Amy (Ed Sheeran) · Hello Amy (Michael Seymore) – and 90 other albums »


you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouse's teeth
Then I shove 'em in the elevator, take 'em to the top
Stand above 'em,just to cut the fucking cable, let
Ay, and I just got back from Tokyo ay
I put spikes on all my chucks now ay
I'm in pluto I ain't coming down ay
And I'm cooking Amy Winehouse ay
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past
I'll come following you

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted
a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past
a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past
wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seein' that he's chasing.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy
. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins
in the mind 

Now I'm a bad motherfucker, been through the baddest of tragic 

Behind Snoop and Magic, it could happen right in traffic 

I'm
about my reputation
Across the nation, "Mr. I get around"
My temptation got me dripping wet, perspiration
I'm activated by the moves your making
Baby
about my reputation
Across the nation
"Mr. I get around"
My temptation got me dripping wet
Perspiration
I'm activated by the moves your making
Baby
conversation
Hoping my information, eleviates the hesitiation
I can see it clearly now
catch you smiling through your frown
I'm askin' Baby Boo are you down
up now
Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down
Down by the river where the litter sits
And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like
to rap, eat, sleep, grow old, and smoke stogies through the hole in my neck.
New millennium, mad cows and Pentium, process the hostage, lock him in
day
Prepin' the beatin' the mic for a threesome
With my vocal's bi-coastal, speakin' til their eyes totaled
Mr wi-fi, out a franchise go to
Magic
Party people, party people, do you wanna get funky?
Get down, get down, you know

Up jump the boogie, so I've jumped up with it
We smoke weed by
and soon find out
That the lamp had magic and a genie, no doubt
He rubbed the lamp, a genie appeared
But you really couldn't see him till the green smoke