Multitudes of amys Crowd the streets below. Avenues of amys, Officefuls of amys Ev’rywhere i go. Wonder what it means, Ho-ho, 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, Amy. 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!