In a hilarious and all-too-relatable way, Bo Burnham highlights the awkwardness and absurdity of modern digital flirtation. The song dives into the world of virtual intimacy, where emojis like peaches and Ferris wheels take the place of actual words, and miscommunication runs rampant. Bo captures the comedic pitfalls of trying to be sexy over text, from overthinking emoji meanings to the cringe-worthy moment of sending a disappointing selfie. Ultimately, it’s a playful take on how technology has changed the dynamics of romance and self-expression, often leading to more laughable moments than steamy encounters. #DigitalRomance #EmojiFails
Sexting
Lyrics
Sexting (whoa)
It isn't sex, it's the next best thing
Sexting
Ay, ay, AT&T
I am in bed, I am ready to go with you
Tonight, I'm thinking of taking it slow
We'll use emojis only
We don't need phonetical diction
We'll talk dirty like we're ancient Egyptians
You send me a peach
I send a carrot back
You send a Ferris wheel
That's pretty abstract
I send back a ticket stub
Implying that the Ferris wheel's your body and I'd really love admission to it
Oh no!
What if now you think that I'm implying your vagina is as big as a Ferris wheel? (damn)
You send back a snowman
Crisis averted (thank God)
Sexting (whoa)
It isn't sex, it's the next best thing (next best thing)
Sexting
Ay, ay, AT&T
No more emojis, now it's on to words
I ask what you're wearing. You reply, "A shirt"
You say, "Are you naked?"
I say, "Yeah, except for a top hat"
You say, "Lmao" but I doubt that
I'm getting hot at just the thought of what I'd do to you
'Cause in my head, I'm in your bed and getting through to you
They made the internet for nights like these (nights like these)
I love you, baby, send a picture of your tits, please
Sexting (whoa)
It isn't sex, it's the next best thing (next best thing)
Sexting
Ay, ay, AT&T (we are sexting)
You send the pic and say it's now my turn
Jesus fucking Christ, I guess I never learn
My phone's flash is my only light and
The flash makes my dick look frightened
I chicken out and send a picture of my face instead
Because my dick looks like the baby from Eraserhead
You say, "I sent my titties, that's not fair"
So I send it to you and then my phone dies
Another night on my own, yeah
Stuck in my home, yeah
Sitting alone
One hand on my dick and one hand on my phone, yeah
Another night on my own, yeah
Stuck in my home, yeah
Sitting alone
One hand on my dick and one hand on my phone, yeah
Another night on my own, yeah
Stuck in my home, yeah
Sitting alone
One hand on my dick and one hand on my phone, yeah (pussy)
Another night on my own, yeah (titties)
Stuck in my home, yeah (balls)
Sitting alone
One hand on my dick and one hand on my phone, yeah
Writer(s): Bo Burnham
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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