Myamy - Louie Austen

You’re my queen of punk, you’re the best of fuck, you’re turning all the trash

into a piece of jazz,

You’re making me sick, but I have to admit: I’m falling I’m falling I’m falling

in love…

Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love

Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love

You’re so jazzy, you’re so trashy, you’re so retro, you’re like the signs in

the metro?

You’re my princess of sleaze, listen to my confession please…

I give my brain an evening off and listen to your stuff???

Your face undoubted my thought cause you give me hope???

Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love

Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love

You’re getting dressed like a widow cause you don’t hate yourself in the

morning cause you sleep till noon,

And you say rehabs for quitters and for shitters

Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love

Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love