Amy Winehouse - Amy Amy Amy

Attract me
Until it hurts to concentrate
Distract me
Stops me doing work I hate
And just to show him how it feels
I walk past his desk in heels
One leg resting on a chair
From the side he pulls my hair

Amy, Amy, Amy
Although I've been here before
Amy, Amy, Amy
He's just too hard to ignore
Masculine you spin a spell
I think you'd wear me well
Amy, Amy, Amy
Where's my moral parallel?

It takes me
Half an hour to write a verse
He makes me
Imagine it from bad to worse
My weakness for the other sex
Everytime his shoulders flex
The way his shirt hangs off his back
My train of thought spins right off track

Amy, Amy, Amy
Although I've been here before
Amy, Amy, Amy
He's just too hard to ignore
Masculine he spins a spell
I think he'd wear me well
Amy, Amy, Amy
So where's my moral parallel?

His own style
Right down to his Diesel jeans
Immobile
I can't think by any means
Underwear peeks out the top
I'll let you know when you should stop
From the picture my mind drew
I know I'd look good on you

Amy, Amy, Amy
Although I've been here before
Amy, Amy, Amy
You're just too hard to ignore
Masculine you spin a spell
I think that you'd wear me well
Amy, Amy, Amy
So where's my moral parallel?

Creative energy abused
And all my lyrics go unused
And when I clock black hair, blue eyes
I give up, I fantasise

Amy, Amy, Amy
Although I've been here before
Amy, Amy, Amy
He's just too hard to ignore
Masculine he spins a spell
I think he'd wear me well
Amy, Amy, Amy
So where's my moral parallel?
Amy, Amy, Amy

Although I've been here before
Amy, Amy, Amy
He's just too hard, too hard to ignore
Masculine he spins a spell
I think he'd wear me well
Amy, Amy, Amy
So where's my moral parallel?