A member of the National Youth Jazz Orchestra during her youth, Winehouse signed to Simon Fuller's 19 Management in 2002 and soon recorded a number of songs before signing a publishing deal with EMI. She also formed a working relationship with producer Salaam Remi through these record publishers. Winehouse's debut album, Frank, was released in 2003. Many of the album's songs were influenced by jazz and, apart from two covers, were co-written by Winehouse. Frank was a critical success in the UK and was nominated for the Mercury Prize. The song "Stronger Than Me" won her the Ivor Novello Award for Best Contemporary Song from the British Academy of Songwriters, Composers and Authors.
Winehouse released her follow-up album, Back to Black, in 2006, which went on to become an international success and one of the best-selling albums in UK history. At the 2007 Brit Awards it was nominated for British Album of the Year, and she received the award for British Female Solo Artist. The song "Rehab" won her a second Ivor Novello Award. At the 50th Grammy Awards in 2008, she won five awards, tying the then record for the most wins by a female artist in a single night and becoming the first British woman to win five Grammys, including three of the General Field "Big Four" Grammy Awards: Best New Artist, Record of the Year and Song of the Year (for "Rehab"), as well as Best Pop Vocal Album.
Winehouse was plagued by drug and alcohol addiction. She died of alcohol poisoning on 23 July 2011, at the age of 27. After her death, Back to Black temporarily became the UK's best-selling album of the 21st century. VH1 ranked Winehouse 26th on their list of the 100 Greatest Women in Music.
1.13 Amy Amy Amy Outro
Amy Winehouse Lyrics
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Distract me, stop me doin work I hate
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
Amy Amy Amy
Your just to hard to ignore
Masculin you spin a spell
I think you'd wear me well
Amy Amy Amy
Wheres my morel parallel
It takes me, half an hour to write a verse
He makes me imagine it from bad to worse
My weakness from 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
He's just to hard to ignore
Masculine he spins a spell
I think he'd wear me well
Amy Amy Amy
Wheres my morel parallel
His own style, right down to his diesel jeans
Imobile, I can't think by any means
Underwhere peeks at the top
I'll let you know where you should stop
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
Your just to hard to ignore
Masculine you spin a spell
I think you'd wear me well
Amy Amy Amy
Wheres my morel parallel
Creative energy abused
All my lyrics go unused
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 to hard to ignore
Masculine he spins a spell
I think he'd wear me well
Amy Amy Amy
Wheres my morel parallel
Amy Amy Amy
Although I've been here before
Amy Amy Amy
He's just to hard to ignore
Masculine he spins a spell
I think he'd wear me well
Amy Amy Amy
Wheres my morel parallel
The song "Amy Amy Amy" by Amy Winehouse, Matt Rowe, and Stefan Skarbek is about being attracted to someone to the point where it is distracting and causes a loss of concentration. The lyrics suggest that the person being sung to is so mesmerizing that they can't focus on anything other than them. It is clear that this person has a strong physical presence, from pulling hair to flexing muscles, and that this physicality is a major factor in the attraction.
The lyrics also suggest that the person being sung to may be unattainable, as the singer laments that "all my lyrics go unused" and "wheres my morel parallel". This could indicate that the singer is frustrated by their inability to connect with the person who is the subject of their attraction. However, despite this frustration, the singer seems unable to resist the pull of this person's spell, referring to them as "just too hard to ignore."
Overall, the song paints a picture of a strong physical attraction that is overpowering and distracting, causing frustration and creative blocks for the artist. It is a relatable experience that many people might have gone through, making the song resonate with listeners.
Line by Line Meaning
Attracts me, till it hurts to concentrate,
I am so drawn to him that it's hard to focus on anything else even though it hurts.
Distract me, stop me doin work I hate
He's so distracting that he stops me from doing work that I already hated.
Just to show him how it feels;
I want to show him how it feels to be the object of someone's desire.
I walk past his desk in heels
I wear heels and walk past his desk to get his attention.
One leg resting on the chair
I put one leg on a chair to accentuate my figure.
From the side he pulls my hair.
He pulls my hair from the side, indicating his desire for me.
Although I've been here before
I've been through this situation before.
Your just to hard to ignore
You're impossible to ignore even though it's not good for me.
Masculin you spin a spell
He has a masculine energy that's irresistible.
I think you'd wear me well
I think he would look good with me.
Amy Amy Amy
Repeating my own name, indicating my obsession.
Wheres my morel parallel
Where is my morality parallel? Am I doing the right thing by lusting after him?
It takes me, half an hour to write a verse
He distracts me so much that it takes a long time to write a simple lyric.
He makes me imagine it from bad to worse
Whenever I write a lyric, I imagine how he would react to it and it makes me feel worse.
My weakness from the other sex
My weakness is men.
Every time his shoulders flex
I'm distracted every time he moves his shoulders.
The way the shirt hangs off his back
I'm attracted to the way his shirt fits his back.
My train of thought spins right off track
I lose my focus every time he's around.
His own style, right down to his diesel jeans
He has a unique style, down to his diesel jeans.
Imobile, I can't think by any means
I'm completely paralyzed and unable to think straight when he's around.
Underwhere peeks at the top
I catch a glimpse of his underwear at the top of his pants.
I'll let you know where you should stop
I imagine telling him how to dress to impress me.
From the picture my mind drew
I have a mental image of how we would look together.
I know I'd look good on you
I know that we would look good together.
Creative energy abused
My creative energy is being wasted by my obsession with him.
All my lyrics go unused
I can't focus on writing anything because of my obsession.
When I clock black hair blue eyes
Whenever I see a man with black hair and blue eyes, I think of him.
I drift off I fantasize
I daydream and fantasize about him.
He's just to hard to ignore
He's impossible to ignore.
Wheres my morel parallel
Repeated refrain about my morality and sense of right and wrong.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MATT ROWE, STEFAN SKARBEK, AMY JADE WINEHOUSE, FELIX STARBUCK HOWARD
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