Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Repeat Stuff, artist - Bo Burnham. Date of issue: 16.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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, sung with the same four chords |
| But you’ll still love it, let me finger you, yeah finger you finger you! |
| Oh girl, I hope you don’t think it’s 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 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 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 that don’t have arms» |
| But they can’t use iTunes, so fuck 'em who needs 'em! |
| Oh girl, oh hello Satan! |
| -fellates microphone- |
| Satan you taste so good! |
| Repeat stuff Everybody! |
| C’mon on louder I can’t hear you! |
| 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 (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 stu- I am a vessal! |
| 666! |
| Illuminati! |
| Freemasons! |
| 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 |