[Verse 1] BoJack's on the screen, Another Friday night. You're bouncing on that purple ball, Caught in TV light. Your silhouette in motion, Shadow dance so sweet, I'm caught in fascination But my words retreat [Pre-Chorus] Watching cartoons on a quiet night Your form perfect in the dim light Wanna speak up, but I hold it in My admiration bottled up within So I'm picking up this old guitar To sing about how beautiful you are Yeah … [Verse 2] Laying on the couch, Eyes flickering toward sleep. I want to wake you up, To spend more time with me. But babe, I know you’re tired From working hard all day, And your rest is more important, Than what I'd want to say. [Pre-Chorus] Watching cartoons on a quiet night Your form perfect in the dim light Wanna speak up, but I hold it in My admiration bottled up within So I'm picking up this old guitar To sing about how beautiful you are Yeah ... [Chorus] Oh, how beautiful you are. How beautiful you are. Yeah ... How beautiful you are. You are. You are. Oh, my love, You are so beautiful to me! [Musical solo] [Bridge] Compliments unspoken, Messages unsent. These thoughts about you Keep spinning in my head. Your beauty strikes me daily, In ways I can't express. So I'm pouring out my heart In this song, I guess. [Pre-Chorus] Watching cartoons on a quiet night Your form perfect in the dim light Wanna speak up, but I hold it in My admiration bottled up within So I'm picking up this old guitar To sing about how beautiful you are [Chorus] Oh, how beautiful you are. How beautiful you are. Yeah ... How beautiful you are. You are. You are. Oh, my love, You are so beautiful to me! [Instrumental] [Verse] My love! When you were bouncing On that purple ball, You looked beautiful. But you always look beautiful to me! You are so beautiful to me. Yeah … So beautiful to me. You are. You are. Oh, my love, You are so beautiful to me! [Instrumental] [Verse] Watching cartoons ... On a quiet night ... Your form perfect in the dim light ... Wanna speak up .. But I hold it in ... My admiration ... Bottled up within ... So I'm picking up this old guitar To sing about how beautiful you are. Yeah. How beautiful you are. My admiration ... Bottled up within ... So I'm picking up this old guitar To sing about how beautiful you are. Yeah. How beautiful you are. How beautiful you are. [End song]
