Amateur Hour
Lyrics
It was a near-perfect morning, the sun was shining
Birds making beautiful sounds
When all of a sudden it finally hit me
Truth came crashing down
Amateur hour
Amateur hour
Baby, you're an amateur
You gotta go pro someday
How did I think to mountain, yeah
So keenly understood
Somebody finally hit my tree
But your branches have no wood
Amateur hour
Amateur hour
Baby, you're an amateur
You gotta go pro someday
Sweet, petite, knock me obsolete
You couldn't be better than that
Life can be dumb but I'm not gonna be your fool
No more
It's a near-perfect evening, the moon is glowin'
I don't have a worldly care
Step inside, my hope so high
Since I got you out of my head
Amateur hour
Amateur hour
Baby, you're an amateur
You gotta go pro someday
Someday
Writer(s): John Parish, Mark Oliver Everett
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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