Amy, Amy, Amy...

Amy Winehouse (youtube)

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 mum 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

a teardrop 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?

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