CD in about a year. She so called it, all the way. I can't believe these lyrics haven't been ringing in my ears before. But I get it now.
This is exactly how I felt.
I had a thought. When, in the future, the other women in his life are reminding him of our ill-fated romance, I bet they all picture me as Amy Winehouse. I bet our interlude will be known as his "Amy Winehouse affair."
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