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We just met\n[00:31.38] But already she knows me better than you\n[00:34.97] She understands me,\n[00:38.49] After 18 years\n[00:41.41] And you still don't see me like you ought to do\n[00:46.30] Maybe we could talk 'bout things\n[00:49.12] If you was made of wood and strings\n[00:51.69] While I love her every sound\n[00:53.96] I don't how to turn you down\n[00:56.42] Yeah you're so thick, my patience thin\n[00:56.63] So I got me a new best friend\n[01:01.55] With a pick up that was you to shame\n[01:04.70] And Cheery is her name!\n[01:46.71] And when I'm lonely Cherry is there\n[01:51.74] And she plays along while I sing out my blues\n[01:56.50] I could be crying, yeah you don't care\n[02:01.04] You won't call me back, you're stubborn as a mule\n[02:05.42] Maybe we could talk 'bout things if you was made of wood and strings\n[02:16.47] You might think I've gone too far\n[02:22.12] I'm talking 'bout my new guitar.\n[03:10.33] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Cherry\n 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discovering you knew\nHow much more torture would you have put me through?\nYou probably saw me laughing at all your jokes\nOr how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes, yeah\n\nAnd although my pride, yeah, it's not easy to disturb, yeah\nYou sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb\nWith your battered jeans and your Beastie's tee\nNow I can't work like this, no, no, with you next to me\n\nAnd although he's nothing\nIn the scheme of my years\nIt just serves to bludgeon my futile tears\nAnd I'm not use to this, no, no\nI observe, yeah, I don't chase\nBut now I sit with consequences, thrust in my face, yeah\n\nAnd the melodramas of my day deliver blows\nAnd that surpass your rejection, it just goes to show\nA simple attraction that reflects right back to me\nSo I'm not as into you as I appear to be, yeah\n\nAnd although my pride, yeah, is not easily disturbed, yeah, yeah\nYou sent me flying when you kick-kicked me to the curb\nWith your battered jeans, yeah, and your Beastie's tee, yeah, yeah\nNow I can't work like this, no, with you next to me\n\nHis message was brutal\nBut the delivery was kind\nMaybe if I get this down, I'll get it off my mind, yeah\nOh, it serves to condition me and smoothed my kinks, yeah\nDespite my frustration for the way that he thinks\n\nAnd I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect\nAt least you're attracted to me which I did not expect\nDidn't think you get my number down and such\nBut I've never hated myself for my age so much, yeah\n\nAnd although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah\nYou sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb\nSo with your battered jeans and your Beastie's tee\nNow I can't work like this, no, no, with you next to me, yeah\n\nAnd although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah\nYou sent me flying, yeah, when you kicked me to the curb\nSo with your battered jeans and your Beastie's tee\n\nHer name is Cherry\nWe've just met\nBut already she knows me better than you\nShe 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yeah, is not easily disturbed, yeah, yeah\n[02:45.67] You sent me flying when you kick-kicked me to the curb\n[02:54.87] With your battered jeans, yeah, and your Beastie's tee, yeah, yeah\n[03:04.43] Now I can't work like this, no, with you next to me\n[03:13.81] His message was brutal\n[03:18.64] But the delivery was kind\n[03:23.10] Maybe if I get this down, I'll get it off my mind, yeah\n[03:30.55] \n[03:32.62] Oh, it serves to condition me and smoothed my kinks, yeah\n[03:42.63] Despite my frustration for the way that he thinks\n[03:50.75] And I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect\n[03:56.14] At least you're attracted to me which I did not expect\n[04:00.91] Didn't think you get my number down and such\n[04:05.37] But I've never hated myself for my age so much, yeah\n[04:11.49] And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah\n[04:21.16] You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb\n[04:30.79] So with your battered jeans and your Beastie's tee\n[04:40.07] Now I can't work like this, no, no, with you next to me, yeah\n[04:49.85] And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah\n[04:58.88] You sent me flying, yeah, when you kicked me to the curb\n[05:08.94] So with your battered jeans and your Beastie's tee\n[05:18.42] Her name is Cherry\n[05:21.52] We've just met\n[05:24.29] But already she knows me better than you\n[05:29.68] She understands me\n[05:32.25] After 18 years\n[05:35.46] And you still don't see me like you ought to do\n[05:41.25] Maybe we could talk 'bout things\n[05:43.85] If you was made of wood and strings\n[05:46.81] While I love her every sound\n[05:49.26] I dunno how to tune you down\n[05:52.22] And you're so thick and my patience's thin\n[05:55.17] So I got me a new best friend\n[05:57.74] With a pickup that puts you to shame\n[06:00.59] And Cherry is her name\n[06:03.12] And when I'm lonely\n[06:06.25] Cherry's there\n[06:08.92] And she plays along while I sing out my blues\n[06:14.42] I could be crying\n[06:17.47] And you don't care\n[06:20.17] You won't call me back, you're stubborn as mule\n[06:25.75] Maybe we could talk 'bout things\n[06:31.01] If you was made of wood and strings\n[06:37.18] You might think I've gone too far\n[06:42.32] I'm talking 'bout my new guitar\n[06:48.70] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: You Sent Me Flying / Cherry\n artist: Amy Winehouse\n album: Amy Winehouse\n duration_ms: 410000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Lent you Outsidaz and my new Badu\n start_ms: 2190\n end_ms: 11530\n- text: While you were thinking I didn't have a clue\n start_ms: 11530\n end_ms: 21420\n- text: Tough to sort files\n start_ms: 21420\n end_ms: 25780\n- text: With your voice in my head\n start_ms: 25780\n end_ms: 30620\n- text: So then I bribed you downstairs with a Marlboro Red, uh\n start_ms: 30620\n end_ms: 39230\n- text: And now I feel so small discovering you knew\n start_ms: 39230\n end_ms: 44250\n- text: How much more torture would 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my number down and such\n[04:05.34] But I've never hated myself for my age so much, yeah\n[04:11.50] And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah\n[04:21.17] You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb\n[04:30.78] So with your battered jeans and your Beastie's tee\n[04:40.08] Now I can't work like this, no, no, with you next to me, yeah\n[04:49.80] And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to disturb, yeah\n[04:58.83] You sent me flying, yeah, when you kicked me to the curb\n[05:08.97] So with your battered jeans and your Beastie's tee\n[05:18.46] Her name is Cherry\n[05:21.56] We've just met\n[05:24.22] But already she knows me better than you\n[05:29.64] She understands me\n[05:32.23] After 18 years\n[05:35.47] And you still don't see me like you ought to do\n[05:41.21] Maybe we could talk 'bout things\n[05:43.86] If you was made of wood and strings\n[05:46.88] While I love her every sound\n[05:49.24] I dunno how to tune you down\n[05:52.30] And you're so thick and 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