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I wish that I could tell you how much I love you.
I wish there were some way for you to see how much you're treasured,
but it can't be measured that's an economic fallacy.
You see value is subjective-- it cannot be expressed
in numbers that have meaning anywhere but in my chest.
So I can't say I love you more than any other man,
but baby know I'll love you like only an economist can.
I know it sound pedantic and slightly unromantic.
Sometimes I wish that I were Adam Smith My labor's been accruing,
all these hours that I've spent wooing, a metric I could prove my lovin' with.
But value is subjective it cannot be expressed
in numbers that have meaning anywhere but in my chest,
so I can't say I love you more than any other man,
but baby know I'll love you like only an economist can.
Come on, weirdo, don't you see it don't matter how much you love me,
you know very well it's not our fate. You can't just add your love to mine,
what would we get when they combine, we'd have nothin' baby,
we'd have nothin' baby, cuz love ain't something you can aggregate
Value is subjective wait...are you talking to me?
Yes, I'm talking to you, you creep! You've been following me all day with that
guitar singing that ridiculous song about how you'll love me like an economist, and
I've had enough of it! I don't want you to love me, I don't want to be loved by an economics
major, economics majors are weird! No, no you don't understand. I'm not singing
to you, I'm singing to Ron Paul. Ron Paul? Yeah, on your T-shirt. I really like your
shirt. Oh. Well, thank you. I like it too. Bet you I like it more. Really? Are you sure
about that? Don't you remember? Oh, of course, But value is subjective
it cannot be expressed in numbers that have meaning
anywhere but in my chest, so I can't say I love you more than
any other man, but baby know I'll love you
like only an economist can.