You're my queen of punk
 You're the best of ****
 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