One Week CollegeHumor (Ft. Steve Frisbie)
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(Chorus 1)
It's been 10 years since I liked this song
How do I still know the words after so long?
Three months since I heard it last
Crazy how you remember bullshit from the past
Two weeks since you hummed the tune
Got stuck in my head after you left the bedroom
Yesterday it just dawned on me
That this song will be with me for all eternity
(Verse 1)
Hey, I used to think this was smart
It could be called art
But it's nonsense without a doubt
I fill my head with what's said
Although I'd read a book instead
There's no more spacе because thesе lyrics pushed it all out
Not like I'd want to catalogue this
But never dismiss
The draw of catchy, corny pop tunes
I wish I could evict this
But like I'm ticklish
It's part of me, nothing I can do
Can I kick it quick? The trick is sick I like to think a link in sync
I mumble through it 'cause the words are secondary
Gotta phrase it right, 'cause then it's tight. It's got that flow like reggaeton
But there it goes, the quick part really doesn't carry
I really feel as if I have a mental implant
Trying hard to forget it but I just can't
It's the catchy crap that kicks around in my head
Prolly remember this song till I drop dead
In '98 this reached Number One on TV
Couldn't happen in this economy
It's been 10 years since I liked this song
How do I still know the words after so long?
Three months since I heard it last
Crazy how you remember bullshit from the past
Two weeks since you hummed the tune
Got stuck in my head after you left the bedroom
Yesterday it just dawned on me
That this song will be with me for all eternity
(Verse 1)
Hey, I used to think this was smart
It could be called art
But it's nonsense without a doubt
I fill my head with what's said
Although I'd read a book instead
There's no more spacе because thesе lyrics pushed it all out
Not like I'd want to catalogue this
But never dismiss
The draw of catchy, corny pop tunes
I wish I could evict this
But like I'm ticklish
It's part of me, nothing I can do
Can I kick it quick? The trick is sick I like to think a link in sync
I mumble through it 'cause the words are secondary
Gotta phrase it right, 'cause then it's tight. It's got that flow like reggaeton
But there it goes, the quick part really doesn't carry
I really feel as if I have a mental implant
Trying hard to forget it but I just can't
It's the catchy crap that kicks around in my head
Prolly remember this song till I drop dead
In '98 this reached Number One on TV
Couldn't happen in this economy
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