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I love your hair I love your name I love the way you say it
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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
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to not realize everything I've said has been said before
      D
in a thousand ways
      Bm
in a thousand songs
G                       A
some with the same four chords (But you'll still love it and let me finger you!)
D                                        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
                          D
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 


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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

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
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 
f*** 'em who needs 'em!)"

America says we love a chorus, but don't get complicated and bore us
though meaning might be missing, we need to know the words after just one listen so repeat 
stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff, repeat stuff..

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I'm in magazines full of model teens, so far above you
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So read them and hate yourself, and pay me to tell you I love you (I love you)
        D                          G   D                                   A
And the parents will always come along, 'cause their little girl is in love
                       D    G                  D     A  
And how could love be wrong? How could love be wrong? When you

Repeat stuff, repeat stuff...

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I am a vessel!
Bm
666
G
Illumanati
A
Freemasons

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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