[Intro]
Cm  F (x4)
Fm  A# (x4)
Am  F (x3) Cm N.C. 
[Versetto]
Cm  F     Cm  F 
 At-tract me, 
Cm        F        Cm     F 
 'Till it hurts to concen-trate. 
Cm   F     Cm  F 
 Dis-tract me; 
Cm       F     Cm     F 
 Stop me doin' work I hate.
[Pre-Ritornello]
Fm       A#        Fm     A#      Fm     A#        Fm      A# 
 Just to show him how it feels; I walk past his desk in heels. 
Cm       F       Cm     F      Cm       F       Cm       F 
 One leg resting on the chair, from the side he pulls my hair.
[Ritornello]
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm        F         Cm      F 
 Although I've been here be-fore, 
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm         F        Cm    F 
 He's just too hard to ig-nore. 

  
Fm     A#         Fm     A#     Fm A#           Fm      A# 
 Mascu-line, you spin a spell, I think you'd wear me well. 
  

Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm          F     Cm N.C. 
 Where's my moral parallel?
[Versetto]
Cm  F     Cm  F 
 It takes me, 
Cm       F       Cm      F 
 Half an hour to write a verse. 
Cm  F     Cm  F 
 He makes me, 
  Cm     F       Cm     F 
I-magine it from bad to worse.
[Pre-Ritornello]
   Fm       A#        Fm    A#    Fm    A#        Fm        A# 
My weakness from the other sex, every time his shoulders flex. 
    Cm      F           Cm      F 
The way the shirt hangs off his back, 
   Cm       F             Cm        F 
My train of thought spins right off track.
[Ritornello]
m     F    Cm   F
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm        F         Cm      F 
 Although I've been here be-fore, 
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm         F        Cm    F 
 He's just too hard to ig-nore.
 
  
Fm     A#         Fm     A#     Fm A#           Fm      A# 
 Mascu-line, you spin a spell, I think you'd wear me well. 

  
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm          F     Cm N.C. 
 Where's my moral parallel?
[Versetto]
Cm   F   Cm    F 
 His own style, 
Cm          F      Cm     F 
 Right down to his Diesel jeans. 
Cm  F  Cm   F 
 Im-mo-bile; 
Cm       F        Cm  F 
 I can't think by any means.
[Pre-Ritornello]
Fm     A#          Fm      A#         Fm      A#          Fm         A# 
 Under-wear peeks out the top; I'll let you know where you should stop. 
Cm        F       Cm      F     Cm     F        Cm      F 
 From the picture my mind drew, I know I'd look good on you.
[Ritornello]
Cm     F    Cm   F
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm        F         Cm      F 
 Although I've been here be-fore, 
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm         F        Cm    F 
 He's just too hard to ig-nore. 

  
Fm     A#         Fm     A#     Fm A#           Fm      A# 
 Mascu-line, you spin a spell, I think you'd wear me well. 

  
Cm     F    Cm    F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm          F     Cm N.C. 
 Where's my moral parallel?
[Ponte]
N.C.                                             Fm  A# 
 Creative energy abused, all my lyrics go unused. 
    Fm     A#           Fm         A#    Fm  G, Fm  A# 
And when I clock black hair, blue eyes, 
Fm       A#      Fm    A#     Fm  A# 
 I drift off; I fanta-sise.
[Strumentale]
Cm  F (x4)
[Ritornello]
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm        F         Cm      F 
 Although I've been here be-fore, 
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm         F        Cm    F 
 He's just too hard to ig-nore.
Fm     A#         Fm     A#     Fm A#           Fm      A# 
 Mascu-line, you spin a spell, I think you'd wear me well.
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm          F     Cm        F 
 Where's my moral parallel?
[Ritornello]
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm        F         Cm      F 
 Although I've been here be-fore, 
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm         F        Cm    F 
 He's just too hard to ig-nore
Fm     A#         Fm     A#     Fm A#           Fm      A# 
 Mascu-line, you spin a spell, I think you'd wear me well.
Cm     F    Cm   F 
 (Amy, Amy, Amy), 
Cm          F     Cm N.C. 
 Where's my moral parallel?