Attracts me, till it hurts to Distract me, stop me doing work I hate Just to show him how it feels; I walk past desk in heels One leg resting on the chair From the side he pulls my hair.
[Chorus:] Amy Amy Although I've been here before Amy Amy Amy He's just to hard to ignore 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 verse He makes me imagine it from bad to worse My weakness from the other sex Every his shoulders flex The way the shirt hangs off his back My train of thought spins right off track
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His style, right down to his Diesel jeans Immobile, I can't think by any means Underwear peeks out top I'll let you know where you should stop From the picture my mind drew I know I'd look on you
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Creative energy abused All my lyrics go unused When I black hair blue eyes I drift off I fantasize