Repeat Stuff

D
I love your hair I love your name I love the way you say it
Bm
I love your heart and your so smart 'cuz you gave away it
G
I love your sis I love your dad I love your mom
A
but more than all of the that I love the fact that you are dumb enough
D      Bm           G                        A
to not realize everything I've said has been said before
     D                  Bm
in a thousand ways in a thousand songs
G                       A
some with the same four chords (But you'll still love it and let me finger you!)


[Bridge]
Bm                                        G
Oh girl, I hope you don't think that I'm rude
                                D
When I tell you that I love you boo
                           A
I also hope you don't see through
                          Bm
This cleverly constructed ruse
                        G                                       D
Designed by a marketing team cashing in on puberty and low self esteem
                                  A
And girls' desperate need to feel loved


[Chorus]
D                      Bm                                    G
America says we love a chorus, but don't get complicated and bore us
                                    A
though meaning might be missing, we need to know the words after just one listen
     D                  Bm                     G                  A
so repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff repeat stuff
     D                  Bm                     G                  A
   repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, yeah!


[Verse 2]
D
I love my baby and you know I couldn't live without her
Bm
but now I need to make every girl think this song's about her
G
just to make sure that they spread it like the plague so
A
I describe my dream girl as really really vague like
D
I love your hands 'cause your fingerprints are like no other
Bm
I love your eyes and their bluish brownish greenish color
G
I love it when you smile, that you smile wide and I
A
love how your torso has an arm on either side. Now,

D            Bm                 G            A              D
If you're my agent you might be thinking "Oh no, sound the alarms
            Bm                 G                    A
you're not appealing to little girls who don't have arms
(But they can't use iTunes so f*** 'em who needs 'em!)


[Bridge]
Bm                                        G
Oh girl, I hope you don't think that I'm rude
                                D
When I tell you that I love you boo
                           A
I also hope you don't see through
                          Bm
This cleverly constructed ruse
                        G                                       D
Designed by a marketing team cashing in on puberty and low self esteem
                                  A
And girls' desperate need to feel loved


[Chorus]
D                      Bm                                    G
America says we love a chorus, but don't get complicated and bore us
                                    A
though meaning might be missing, we need to know the words after just one listen
     D                  Bm                     G                  A
so repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff repeat stuff
     D                  Bm                     G                  A
   repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, yeah!


[Interlude]
D Bm G A


[Verse 3]
       D   Bm            G     A              D    Bm   G     A
I'm in magazines full of model teens, so far above you
   D             Bm       G         A                    D         Bm  G        A
So read them and hate yourself, and pay me to tell you I love you       (I love you)
G                     A            D    Bm G                  A                D
And your parents will always come along,  'cause their little girl's in love
    Em                G A D  Bm                G A D  Bm
And how could love be wrong? How could love be wrong?    When you
  D                  Bm                     G                  A
Repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff. Repeat stuff, repeat stuff repeat stuff

D               Bm    G       A
I am a vessel 666   Illumanati


[Outro]
D                Bm
We know it's not right
G                 A
We know it's not funny but we'll
D                  Bm
Stop beating this dead horse when it
G                  A
Stops spitting out money
But until then

         D
We will repeat stuff