Wrapped her in a cigarette "Babe, what would you drink with that?" And I ask if she likes Chardonnay She says she's getting down anyway, yeah And now she's got you counting minutes No doubt about the second she hits At least I don't go down on me I'm waiting for Amy I'm waiting for Amy She starts in your knees and toes Start' feeling every piece of clothes And you're the only one in here Floating 'round mid-air, yeah And now she's got you counting stars You're really chasing lights on cars Now she's got you in her grip You're under Amy You're under Amy You're in la-la-la-la-la-la-land with Amy You're in la-la-la-la-la-la-land with Amy You're in la-la-la-la-la-la-land with Amy Now everyone around you baby Over-exaggerating And here's the situation Everybody let me hear ya', yeah La-la-la-la-la-la-land with Amy Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-land with Amy You're in la-la-la-la-la-la-land with Amy Oh, you're in la-la-la-la-la-la-land with Amy