Spend a Friday Night with Amy Winehouse’s “Back to Black” (a special tribute)

He left no time to regret, kept his dick wet with his same old safe bet. Me and my head high and my tears dry, get on without my guy. You went back to what you knew so far removed from all that we went through. And I tread a trouble track. My odds are stacked. I’ll go back to black.

We only said goodbye with words. I died a hundred times. You go back to her. And I go back to…

I go back to us. I love you much. It’s not enough. You love blow and I love puff. And life is like a pipe. And I’ma tiny penny, rolling up the walls inside.

Black, black, black, blue
black, black, black
I go back to, I go back to…

Spend a Friday Night with Amy Winehouse’s “Rehab” (a special tribute)

They tried to make me go to rehab but I said ‘no, no, no.’ Yes I’ve been black but when I come back you’ll know, know, know…I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks I’m fine. He’s tried to make me go to rehab but I won’t go, go, go…

I’d rather be at home with Ray. I ain’t got seventy days because there’s nothing, there’s nothing you can teach me. That I can’t learn from Mr Hathaway.

I didn’t get a lot in class but I know it don’t come in a shot glass.

The man said, ‘Why do you think you here?’ I said I’ve got no idea. I’m gonna, I’m gonna lose my baby so I always keep a bottle near. He said ‘I just think your depressed, this me, yeah baby, and the rest.’

I don’t ever wanna drink again. I just ooh I just need a friend. I’m not gonna spend ten weeks have everyone think I’m on the mend.

It’s not just my pride. It’s just until these tears have dried.

Coffee Reads of the Week – smiley or not

Some of the articles I enjoyed reading over the net are worth sharing, too. Check out my weekly posts via the Coffee Reads series. I’ve got my google reader to back me up so do also check out my shared reads. Enjoy!

lifestyle: Generation Y Giving Cars A Pass by Jim Ostroff
Selling cars to young adults under 30 is proving to be a real challenge for automakers. Unlike their elders, Generation Yers own fewer cars and don’t drive much. They’re likely to see autos as a source of pollution, not as a sex or status symbol. Motorists aged 21 to 30 now account for 14% of miles driven, down from 21% in 1995.

personal: Mastering the Art of Persuasion by Brynn Mannino
Everyone has little tactics for getting what he or she wants. Some use seduction, others beg, while there are those who use plain-old intimidation. But you don’t have to resort to unseemly methods to get your way. According to Michael Lee, author of How to Be an Expert Persuader in 20 Days or Less, “The power of persuasion rests on getting people to do what you want willingly, resulting in a win-win scenario for everyone involved.” Can’t get your employees to meet deadlines or your husband to walk the dog? Then these 10 secrets are for you.

health & wellness: 12 Beauty Secrets from Around the World by Liz Brody
Global Travel Advisory: Take your envy meds. Maybe it’s the sleepless hours at cruising altitude. Maybe it’s the fight-or-flight response that kicks in when you have to brave Customs. But, at least in my book, certain countries are hazardous to the self-esteem. You step off the plane and the women look way too good. How on earth do they do it? Save your miles. You can try these international trade secrets without leaving the house.

health & wellness: 9 Signs you’re happier than you think
Your emotional well-being isn’t just about your genes or the kind of home you were raised in. It turns out that some pretty interesting factors—backed by science—play a role in how joyful you feel.

love & relationships: The science behind love at first sight by Helen Fisher, PhD
From the moment she set eyes on him, she adored him. Wanting only to be near him, to lavish her affection on him, she followed everywhere he went. The sound of his voice made her bark.

health & wellness: What’s your body trying to tell you? by Stacey Colino
Every pop, ping, ache, and pain has a meaning. Here’s when to take action.

home: How long can you freeze food? by Lori Bongiorno
When it comes to preparing healthy meals at home, don’t underestimate the value of your freezer. A well-stocked freezer can save you a trip to the store when you’re pressed for time, which could mean the difference between making dinner and ordering in. It also lets you save meals that you prepare in big batches ahead of time, take advantage of discounts at the grocery store, and keep food that might otherwise go to waste.

health & wellness:  6 surprising signs of depression by Liz Brody
Here’s a “what-if” scenario: Your husband starts working late every night, you forget the last time you were physically intimate, and he seems to have lost interest in you. Shall we cut to the chase? The guy’s having an affair. Slam dunk, change your Facebook status.

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Spend a Friday Night with Amy Winehouse’s “You Know I’m No Good” (a special tribute)

Meet you dowstairs in the bar and hurt. Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt, you say ‘What did you do with him today?’, and sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray. Because you’re my fella my guy, hand me your Stella and fly. By the time I’m out the door, you tear men down like Roger Moore.

I cheated myself like I knew I would. I told you I was trouble. You know that I’m no good.

Upstairs in bed with my ex boy, he’s in a place but I can’t get joy. Thinking on you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes. Run out to meet you, chips and pitta. You say ‘when we married’, because you’re not bitter. ‘There’ll be none of him no more’. I cried for you on the kitchen floor.

Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain, we’re like how we were again. I’m in the tub, you on the seat. Lick your lips as I soap my feet. Then you notice likkle carpet burn. My stomach drop and my guts churn. You shrug and it’s the worst, who truly stuck the knife in first.

Spend a Friday Night with Amy Winehouse’s “Tears Dry On Their Own” (a special tribute)

All I can ever be to you, is a darkness that we knew, and this regret I had to get accustomed to. Once it was so right, when we were at our high,  waiting for you in the hotel at night,  I knew I hadn’t met my match, but every moment we could snatch, I don’t know why I got so attached. It’s my responsibility. And you don’t owe nothing to me, but to walk away I have no capacity.

He walks away. The sun goes down. He takes the day but I’m grown.  And in this grey, in this blue shade, my tears dry on their own.

I don’t understand, why do I stress A man, when there’s so many better things at hand. We could a never had it all. We had to hit a wall, so this is inevitable withdrawal. Even if I stop wanting you, a perspective pushes through, I’ll be some next man’s other woman soon.

I shouldn’t play myself again. I should just be my own best friend, not fuck myself in the head with stupid men.

So we are history, your shadow covers me. The sky above, a blaze only that lovers see.

He walks away. The sun goes down. He takes the day but I’m grown. And it’s OK, in this blue shade, my tears dry on their own.

I wish I could say no regrets, and no emotional debts. And as we kiss goodbye the sun sets. So we are history, the shadow covers me. The sky above a blaze that only lovers see.