Amateur Hour

The lawns grow plush in the hinterlands

The perfect little setting for the one night stands.

The drapes are drawn and the lights are out

It's the time to put in practise what you've dreamed about.

Well she can show you what you must do

To be more like people better than you.

Amateur hour goes on and on

When you turn pro you know

she'll let you know

Amateur hour goes on and on

When you turn pro

you know she tells you so.

Girls grow tops to go topless in

While we sit and count the hairs that blossom from our chins.

Our voices change at a rapid pace

I could start a song a tenor and then end as bass.

So choose your partners everyone

If you hesitate the good ones are gone.

Amateur hour goes on and on

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Dance

laugh

wine

dine and talk and sing

But those cannot replace what is the real thing

It's a lot like playing the violin

You cannot start off and be Yehudi Menuhin.

So Amateur hour goes on and on

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