Amy Amy Amy — Amy Winehouse

Attract me 'til 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

Although I've been here before He's just too hard to ignore Masculine you spin a spell I think you'd wear me well 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 Every time his shoulders flex Way the shirt hangs off his back My train of thought spins right off track

Although I've been here before He's just too hard to ignore Masculine he spins a spell I think he'd wear me well 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

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

Creative energy abused All my lyrics go unused

But when I clock black hair, blue eyes I drift off, I fantasise

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

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