Amy Amy Amy

Attract me till it hurts to concentrate

Distract me, stops me doin' work I hate

And just to show him how it feels

I walk past his desk in heels

One leg resting on the 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

Every time his shoulders flex

The way the 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)

Oh, he's just too hard to ignore



Masculine, he spins a spell, yeah

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

Now 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 too hard to ignore



Masculine, you spin a spell

I think 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 drift off, I fantasize



(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 to ignore



Masculine, he spins a spell

I think he'd wear me well, yeah

(Amy, Amy, Amy)

Where's my moral parallel?