[Verse 1]
Andy, it's me, haven't seen you in a while
I wished I talked to you more when you were alive
I thought you were self assured when you acted shy
Hello, it's me

[Verse 2]
I really miss you, I really miss your mind
I haven't heard ideas like that for such a long, long time
I loved to watch you draw and watch you paint
But when I saw you last, I turned away

[Verse 3]
When Billy Name was sick and locked up in his room
You asked me for some speed, I though it was for you
I'm sorry if I doubted your good heart
Things always seem to end before they start

[Verse 4]
Hello, it's me, it was a great gallery show
Your cow wallpaper and your floating silver pillows
I wish I paid more attention when they laughed at you
Hello, it's me

[Verse 5]
"Pop goes pop artist'" the headline said
"Is shooting a put on, is Warhol really dead?"
You get less time for stealing a car
I remember thinking as I heard my own record in a bar
[Verse 6:]
They really hated you, now all that's changed
But I have some resentments that can never be unmade
You hit me where it hurt, I didn't laugh
Your diaries are not a worthy epitaph

[Verse 7]
Well, now Andy, I guess we've got to go
I wish someway, somehow, you like this little show
I know this is late in coming, but it's the only way I know
Hello, it's me
Goodnight Andy
Goodbye Andy