She gets high
She gets low
She lives her life straight
Just like Serpico
She starts to sneeze
And announces "bless me"
And wipes her nose
On the shirt that says "Kill Whitney"
She takes away
The hurt real fine
Kinda like ilstenin' to Jimi
Or Patsy Cline
Whirlin' around in the air
People say she's crazy
But she just don't care

But if I could see through Amy's eyes
Chances are I would realize
Somehow she sees
Bluer skies than I do

She digs the Seeds
And 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 knows 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 she sees
Bluer skies than I do

If I believe in myself
If I were somebody else
I'd run right up to her and say
Your faith is my pride
I 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 would realize
Somehow she sees
Bluer skies than I do