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?