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Amy Amy AmyAlthough I’ve been here beforeAmy Amy AmyHe’s just too hard to ignoreMasculine you spin a spellI think you’d wear me wellAmy Amy AmyWhere’s my moral parallel?It takes me half an hour to write a verseHe makes me imagine it from bad to worseMy weakness for the other sexEvery time his shoulders flexThe way the shirt hangs off his backMy train of thought spins right off track
—Amy Winehouse, Amy Amy Amy

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 Winehouse, Amy Amy Amy