Multitude Of Amys

By Stephen Sondhem/George Furth, 1970

Multitudes of amys
Crowd the streets below.
Avenues of amys,
Officefuls of amys
Ev’rywhere i go.

Wonder what it means,
I wonder what it means.

I see them waiting for the lights,
Running for the bus,
Milling in the stores
And hailing cabs
And disappearing
Through revolving doors.

Multitudes of amys,
Ev’rywhere i look.
Sentences of amys,
Paragraphs of amys,
Filling ev’ry book.

Wonder if it means
I’ve gone to pieces.
Ev’ry other word i speak
Is something she says.

Walls hang with pictures of amys,
Galaxies of amys
Dot the night skies,
Girls pass and look at me
With amy’s eyes.

I’ve seen an audience of amys
Watch a cast of amys
Act in a play.
Seems there are more of her
Ev’ry day.

What can it mean?
What can it mean?

I’ve caught a stadium of amys
Standing up to cheer,
Choruses of amys,
Symphonies of amys
Ringing in my ear.

I know what it means,
Hey, amy,
I know what it means.
I’m ready,
I’m ready,
I’m ready now!

All that it takes is two,
Amy, me,
Amy, you,

I know what it means,
Hey, Amy,
I know what it means.
Oh, wow!
I’m ready,
I’m ready,
I’ll say it:
Marry me now!

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