Repeat Stuff (Explicit)
Bo Burnham"Repeat Stuff (Explicit)" é uma música de Bo Burnham, 2013, Pop. A música tem 5:01 de duração, 53 lines / 414 words.
Letra
1:21I love your hair I love your name
1:22I love the way you say it
1:24I love your heart and you're so smart
1:26Cause you gave away it
1:27I love your sis I love your dad I love your mum
1:29But more than all of that I love the fact
1:31That you are dumb enough
1:32To not realize everything
1:35I've said has been said before
1:37In a thousand ways in a thousand songs
1:40Some with the same four chords
1:42But you'll still love it let me finger you
1:46Finger you finger you
1:47Oh girl I hope you don't think that I m rude
1:51When I tell you that I love you boo
1:54I also hope that you don't see through
1:57This cleverly constructed ruse
2:00Designed by a marketing team
2:02Cashing in on puberty and low self-esteem
2:05And girls desperate need to feel loved
2:10America says we love a chorus
2:13But don't get complicated and bore us
2:15Though meaning might be missin
2:18We need to know the words after just one listen so
2:20Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff
2:23Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff
2:26Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff
2:28Repeat stuff yeah
2:35I love my baby and you know I couldn't live without her
2:38But now I need to make every girl think this song s about her
2:41Just to make sure that they spread it like the plague
2:43So I describe my dream girl as really really vague like
2:46I love your hands cause your fingerprints are like no other
2:49I love your eyes and their blueish brownish greenish color
2:52I love it when you smile that you smile wide
2:55And I love how your torso has an arm on either side
2:58Now if you're my agent you might be thinking
3:01Oh no sound the alarms
3:04You're not appealing to little girls who don't have arms
3:08But they can't use i
3:09Tunes so f**k em
3:25Repeat it Repeat it
3:54I'm in magazines full of model teens so far above you
4:06So read them and hate yourself
4:11And pay me to tell you I love you
4:19And the parents will always come along
4:24Because their little girl is in love
4:28And how could love be wrong
4:33How could love be wrong When you
4:40Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff
4:50We know it s not right we know it s not funny
4:54But we'll stop beating this dead horse when it stops spitting out money
5:01But until then we will repeat stuff
I love your hair I love your name I love the way you say it I love your heart and you're so smart Cause you gave away it I love your sis I love your dad I love your mum But more than all of that I love the fact That you are dumb enough To not realize everything I've said has been said before In a thousand ways in a thousand songs Some with the same four chords But you'll still love it let me finger you Finger you finger you Oh girl I hope you don't think that I m rude When I tell you that I love you boo I also hope that you don't see through This cleverly constructed ruse Designed by a marketing team Cashing in on puberty and low self-esteem And girls desperate need to feel loved America says we love a chorus But don't get complicated and bore us Though meaning might be missin We need to know the words after just one listen so Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff yeah I love my baby and you know I couldn't live without her But now I need to make every girl think this song s about her Just to make sure that they spread it like the plague So I describe my dream girl as really really vague like I love your hands cause your fingerprints are like no other I love your eyes and their blueish brownish greenish color I love it when you smile that you smile wide And I love how your torso has an arm on either side Now if you're my agent you might be thinking Oh no sound the alarms You're not appealing to little girls who don't have arms But they can't use i Tunes so f**k em Repeat it Repeat it I'm in magazines full of model teens so far above you So read them and hate yourself And pay me to tell you I love you And the parents will always come along Because their little girl is in love And how could love be wrong How could love be wrong When you Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff Repeat stuff We know it s not right we know it s not funny But we'll stop beating this dead horse when it stops spitting out money But until then we will repeat stuff
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