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