You’re my queen of punk, you’re the best of [bad word]  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 [bad word] 
Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love
Amy, my Amy, don’t blame me for falling in love