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Intro: Gm A7 Dm7
Gm A7
You should be stronger,
Dm7
Than me.
Gm A7
You been here seven years,
Dm7
Longer than me.
Gm
Don't you know,
A7
You're supposed to,
Dm7
Be the man?
Gm A7
Not pale in com-parison,
Dm7
To who you think I am.
Dm7
You always wanna,
Gm A7
Talk it through,
Dm7
I don't care!
Gm A7
I always have to comfort you
Dm7
When I'm there.
Dm7 Gm A7
But that's what, I need you to do;
Dm7
Stroke my hair!
Fmaj7
Cos' I've forgotten all of,
G7/9
Young love's joy,
Fmaj7
Feel like a lady,
G7
But you my lady boy.
Gm A7
You should be stronger,
Dm7
Than me.
Gm A7
But instead you're longer,
Dm7
Than frozen turkey.
Gm
Why'd you always,
A7 Dm7
Put me in con-trol?
Gm A7
All I need is for my man,
Dm7
To live up to his role.
Dm7 Gm A7
Always wanna, talk it through
Dm7
I'm o-k.
Gm A7
I always have to comfort you
Dm7
Every day.
Gm
But that's what,
A7
I need you to do;
Dm7
Are you gay?
Fmaj7
Cos' I've forgotten all of,
G7
Young love's joy,
Fmaj7
Feel like a lady,
G7
But you my lady boy.
Gm
He said 'the respect,
A7 Dm7
I made you earn,
Gm
Thought you had,
A7 Dm7
So many lessons to learn'.
Gm
I said 'You don't know,
A7
What love is;
Dm7
Get a grip!'
Gm
Sounds as if,
A7
You're reading from,
Dm7
Some other tired script.
Dm7 Gm A7
I'm not gonna, meet your mother,
Dm7
Any-time.
Dm7 Gm A7
I just wanna, grip your body,
Dm7
Over mine.
Gm
Please tell me why,
A7 Dm7
You think that's a crime.
Fmaj7
Cos' I've forgotten all of,
G7
Young love's joy,
Fmaj7
Feel like a lady,
G7
But you my lady boy.
4X:
Gm A7
You should be stronger,
Dm7
Than me.
(solo de trompete): Gm A7, Dm7 (8x)
Written by Amy Jade Winehouse, Salaam Remi Gibbs