Procreation camp that’s where we met
You forgot your socks
Your feet were cold
So were mine when we began our talk
of our B’s and C’s and fake ID’s in a fluid swap
We gotcha talking that night I still can’t getcha to stop
Amy what now
Amy what now
In deed
You're only as old as the woman you feel
Baby toss that clock and jive
Remember our deal to live our lives forever twenty five
Amy what now
Amy what now
What's it gonna be
Manhattans and Moxie, the go to cake
Butterfinger fun in pieces of eight
We're bored at the circus
We're laughing in church
Stealing those tires
Punching the jerk
Across the street singing can’t you see
Bouncin' your ass off a tambourine
Mom the kids and I need a place to stay
Their feet are cold and the piper's away
Amy what now
Amy what now
We're free
But I'm breaking down
So let's get serious for a minute
I'm not sure how much more of this I can take
I don't know how but I know that when you're in it
The wheels come off you hit the ground
and you pop right up running without a bound
Amy what now
Amy what now
Baby please
Amy what now
Amy what now
What's it gonna be now we're free
Drinking wine right out of the boot
Standing in our birthday suits
Years of marriage day after day
Constance likes the monogamy
Giving credit where credit's due
Andy brought back some Asian food
On second thought since we're keeping it real
he gave me the bit 'bout the age and the feel
Talking left
Swiping right
Your head and tail are in our sight
Looking out from a sky high view on the local fair
Ain't got nothing new
But its only fair
Its only right
To thank my wife for her lonely nights
Now the fires burning
The beds are damp
Our kids are off at our favorite camp
This piper's down and ready to play
So slide on in over here you big ol' sack of gorgeous
Give me a kiss
Like we're twenty five
Again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
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The MUSICIANS
Albino Guimaraes Vocals, Guitars & Piano
Bill Holloman Piano, Organ, Horns & Bass
Jon Peckman Drums & Percussion
Sophie Guimaraes Vocals
Lyzbeth Ramos Vocals
Behind The Song...
Amy What Now
This song was born at a friend's party. All the fragments in the song either occurred or was dialogued during the evening. Several of the couple attending had just seen their daughters go off to college for the first time and as a reult there was much talk about the experiences and recollections of all those at the party. The title came from a phrased used by my friend Amy's father. When he did not hear fully what was said he would respond "Amy what now?". After I finished laughing, I jotted it down and it is used here in the context of, "our children have all grown up. We are once again left to our own devices as a couple. What do we do now?!" Enjoy life and new found freedom is the answer.