Bo Burnham - Repeat Stuff lyrics

But anyway
I wanna thank you very much once more for
Coming this is my favorite thing
To do to perform, uh-
And you coming allows me to
Do that and I really
Really do appreciate that uh
Honestly and genuinely um
I will now recede back into my stage persona
I just blacked out for ten seconds
Love songs used to be so beautiful, you know?

"Let us go then, you and I
When the evening is spread
Out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table"

- TS eliot, beautiful love songs
Nowadays, just as beautiful
Guys! If not more justin
Bieber, One Direction, Usher, you know
Them you know their love songs, beautiful
Complex love songs but
These new artists, the J Biebs, the One D's
The Ushers

They've- they've done something very strange
To the format and
The structure and the purpose of love songs
And I tried to capture how they've changed
It with this love song i hope you enjoy
It and most importantly
Mark the differences

Jason DeRulo

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
And let me finger you!
Yeah, 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

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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 bluish, 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 iTunes so fuck 'em
Who needs them?

Oh girl oh hello, Satan! Eats microphone
Satan, you taste so good!
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Repeat stuff, repeat stuff, everybody!
Repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff
Repeat stuff, repeat stuff, come on, louder
I can't hear you!
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Young ones, listen up

I'm in magazines full of model teens
So far above you
So read them and hate yourself
Then 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 stuff
Repeat stuff
Repeat stuff, I am a vessel, 666, Illuminati
Freemasons

Ohh, 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