Fuck Me Pumps
Amy Winehouse - [Frank - Deluxe Edition] Lyrics

When you walk in the bar
As you enter the bar

And you dressed like a star
And you're fashionably dressed

Rockin' your F me pumps
Wearing your high heels

And the men notice you
And the men are attracted to you

With your Gucci bag crew
You have your stylish friends with you

Can't tell who he's lookin' to
It's difficult to identify who he's interested in

'Cause you all look the same
Because all of you have the same appearance

Everyone knows your name
Everyone recognizes you

And that's your whole claim to fame
And that's the reason for your fame

Never miss a night
You never miss a night out

'Cause your dream in life
Because your life goal

Is to be a footballer's wife
Is to marry a footballer

You don't like players
You claim that you don't like men who play games

That's what you say-a
That's what you claim

But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire
But you wouldn't really mind a millionaire

You don't like ballers
You don't like basketball players

They don't do nothing for ya
They don't impress you

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

You're more than a fan
You're more than just a fan

Lookin' for a man
Searching for a man

But you end up with one-night-stands
But you typically have casual sexual encounters

He could be your whole life
He could be your entire life

If you got past one night
If you got beyond one night

But that part never goes right
But that part never works out

In the morning you're vexed
In the morning you're annoyed

He's onto the next
He's onto the next woman

And you didn't even get no text
And you didn't even receive a message

Don't be too upset
Don't be too disappointed

If they call you a sket
If they call you a promiscuous woman

'Cause like the news everyday you get pressed
Because like the news, you get scrutinized everyday

You can't sit down right
You're uncomfortable sitting down

'Cause your jeans are too tight
Because your jeans are too tight-fitting

And you're lucky it's ladies night
And you're fortunate that it's ladies night

With your big empty purse
With your large but empty purse

Every week it gets worse
It gets worse every week

At least your breasts cost more than hers
At least your breasts cost more than hers

So you did Miami
So you went to Miami

'Cause you got there for free
Because you got there without paying

But somehow you missed the plane
But you missed the flight somehow

You did too much E
You took too much ecstasy

Met somebody
Met someone

And spent the night getting caned
And spent the night getting high on drugs

Without girls like you
Without women like you

There'd be no fun
There would be no fun

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

Without girls like you
Without women like you

There's no nightlife
There's no nightlife

All those men just go home to their wives
All those men just go home to their wives

Don't be mad at me
Don't be angry at me

'Cause you're pushing thirty
Because you're almost thirty years old

And your old tricks no longer work
And your old tactics are no longer effective

You should have known from the jump
You should have known from the beginning

That you always get dumped
That you always get rejected

So dust off your fuck me pumps
So put back on your high heels