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 restin' 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

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

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

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 and 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, yeah

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

Oh, yeah

Where's my moral parallel?