Attract me
'Till 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

(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
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 mum drew
I know I'd look good on you

(Amy Amy Amy)
Although I've been here before
(Amy Amy Amy)
You're just 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
All my lyrics go unused

But when I clock black hair, blue eyes
A teardrop I fantasise

(Amy Amy Amy)
(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)
(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?

Brother
It's so much that I could never say to your face
But by now
You should know the world and all its ways
So find your place!

How do I find words that do not condescend
When she bore you before me
Cause she doesn't need a child she needs a friend
A son, not a sob story

Now you must of never heard of what she did for you
And your priority it must be heard
Now you must of never heard of what she did for you
Cause we'll never be the way we were

She can't always be there just to hold your down
Our mother
When you are at a age now
Well life turns around, my brother

Realize that you don't have to answer to no man
Responsibility comes down to you
But how can I expect you to understand
When you live life like its so unthrough

Now you must of never heard of what she did for you
And your priority, it must be heard
Now you must of never heard of what she did for you
Cause we'll never be the way we were

The way we were
We'll never be
At your priority, It must be heard