Lyrics:
your list it's Amy
Ply her with bonbons, poetry, and flowers, moon a million hours away.
You might be quite the fickle-hearted rover so carefree
me
There'd be nothing left to constantly remind me
Of Amy, of Amy
She comes and goes just like the seasons
Keeping me on the run
Between
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
your list it's Amy
Ply her with bonbons, poetry, and flowers, moon a million hours away.
You might be quite the fickle-hearted rover so carefree
your list it's Amy
Ply her with bonbons, poetry, and flowers, moon a million hours away
You might be quite the fickle-hearted rover so carefree
up your list it's Amy
Ply her with bonbons, poetry and flowers
Moon a million hours away
You might be quite the fickle hearted rover
So carefree
list, it's Amy
Ply her with Bon Bons, poetry and flowers
Moon a million hours away
You might be quiet the fickle hearted rover
So carefree and bold
Who
again I'm Miami bound
Can't wait 'til this plane touches down
'Cause I know my Amy will be waitin'
At that Miami gate, I can't wait
Miami, my Amy
again I'm Miami bound
Can't wait 'til this plane touches down
'Cause I know my Amy will be waitin'
At that Miami gate, I can't wait
Miami, my Amy
Amy's got the letters I wrote
My picture in a frame
She's had a year to let go
She still wearing my ring
It hasn't left her finger since
Amy's got the letters I wrote
My picture in a frame
She's had a year to let go
She still wearing my ring
It hasn't left her finger since
Twenty seven, gone without a trace
And you walked away from your drink
Amy don't you go
I want you around
Singin' woah, please don't go
Do you wanna be
gray skies
She said now begins forever
And that no one knows there time
We bid farewell not knowing
That might be our last good-bye
Amy was
and I'm alone
You see I thought that I might keep you for my own
Amy, what you wanna do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do
your list it's Amy
Ply her with bonbons, poetry, and flowers, moon a million hours away.
You might be quite the fickle-hearted rover so carefree
This girl
Is so beautiful
But I can't
Fuck her
Because
She's my sister
Amy Amy Amy
Amy Amy Amy
Amy Amy Amy
Amy Amy Amy
I've wrote this song for you
with me to the neighborhood
She showed you this neighbor good
I'm Amy, Amy, Amy, Amy.
Growin' up with so much fun
Wish we could be forever young
amy i miss you badly but our time will come soon
amy your altar is calling me to be with you soon
amy power paintings of flowers in your room
amy
thing in my way
with this thing...
in my face
paperface
paperface
only hope to see
see whats underneath
only hope to be
the me thats underneath
Amy
once again I'm Miami bound
Can't wait til this plane touches down
'Cause I know my Amy will be waiting at that Miami gate
I can't wait Miami, My Amy
People always tell me it's a funny name
I suppose they could be right but just the same
Amy
What a girl
Even if I say so
I could've loved her
and I'm alone
You see I thought that I might keep you for my own
Amy, what you wanna do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do
a wildflower from the ground
As he placed it in Amy's hand an' kissed her,
An' her fingers touched the dew,
He wiped her tears away and told her he'd be back
had?
She's sick and tired of all that shit
That somehow came along with it
She's so fine
When will she be all mine?
Amy won't you say?
Little things
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