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?