she gets high

she gets low

she lives her life straight

just like a serpico



she starts to sneeze 

and pronounces bless me

whipes her nose on a shirt that says

kill whitey



she takes away the hurt real fine

kinda like listenin to Jimi

or Patsi Cline



whirlin round 

in the air

people say shes crazy

but she just dont care



and if I could see through Amy's eyes

chances are I would realize

somehow she sees bluer skies than I do



she picks a seat

at Johnny Cash

but she hates Courtney Love

with a passion



she's got a mom

she calls Denise

her daddy cuts hair

but he always wanted to be a priest



heaven know's where she's from

she blows me away

just like a machine gun

 

and if I could see through Amy's eyes

chances are I would realize

somehow sees bluer skies than I do



if I believed in myself

if I was somebody else

I'd run right up to her and say

your faith is my pride

I've gotta have you beside me



and if I could see through Amy's eyes

chances are I would realize

somehow she sees bluer skies than I do



and if I could see through Amy's eyes

chances are I'd be satisfied

somehow she sees bluer skies than I do