Tread on my face if you like, little lady,
Turn me inside out if you have to, baby,
But don't you cross me off your list.
I am young and I ain't never been kissed,
Never been kissed by a lady called Amy
You're far out, you're fab and insane,
A woman of the world, it's quite plain
My dad told me Amy's your name,
Said he'd break my neck if I played your game
But he can bust my neck, `cause I love you all the same
Amy, I know you don't have to show your affection,
`Cause the big boys like you, and to you I'm an infection.
So if you don't want me around,
I think I'll run along and drown,
You can't want this bum in town, Amy
I'm beaten on the streets `cause I loves you,
I watch you go to work in the summer,
I don't whistle at you down the street –
I would if I could, but I can't whistle you see
Amy, I may not be James Dean,
Amy, I may not be nineteen,
And I may still be in romper boots and jeans,
But, Amy, you're the girl that wrecks my dreams