Letra de Fit Hot Guys Have Problems Too

(Spoken Intro)
[WHITE JOSH]
One!
[NATHANIEL]
Two!
[WHITE JOSH AND NATHANIEL]
One, two, three, four!
(Verse)
[NATHANIEL]
We know what people think when they see us
[WHITE JOSH]
That we're so hot, it's insane
[NATHANIEL]
Ane! Ane! Ane!
[WHITE JOSH]
When we exit a pool, we do it in slow-motion
[NATHANIEL]
But that don't mean we can't complain
(Chorus)
[WHITE JOSH AND NATHANIEL]
'Cause fit hot guys have problems, too
Don't look at us, we're not dancing for you
This is our quiet personal time to reflect
(Flect! Flect! Flect! Flect!)
We both have almost no body fat
But we're too bummed out to talk about that
I know we look so much better than you
But fit hot guys have problems, too
Uh!
(crying break)
(Verse 2)
[WHITE JOSH]
Everyone is at our sexual mercy
Be them a mister
[NATHANIEL]
Or miss
[WHITE JOSH]
Miss! Miss! Miss!
[NATHANIEL]
But when we're down on our knees
[WHITE JOSH]
No one has sympathy
[WHITE JOSH AND NATHANIEL]
Because they only see this
And this and this and this and this and this
But what about this?
(Chorus 2)
[WHITE JOSH AND NATHANIEL]
'Cause fit hot guys have problems, too
Don't look at us, we're not dancing for you
It's just hard to process emotions with our clothes on
(Clothes on! Clothes on! Clothes on!)
Our pecs are perfect, but we have bad days
So don't objectify us with
your male and female gaze
We have childhood traumas just like you
'Cause fit hot guys have problems, too
Uh!
(Spoken Interlude)
[NATHANIEL]
Give us back our shirts, you monsters!
[WHITE JOSH]
Yeah, what is wrong with you?
[NATHANIEL]
Come on, guys!
[WHITE JOSH]
Uh, Josh?
[JOSH]
No!
[WHITE JOSH]
Are you actually here? Like, in reality?
[JOSH]
Yeah, this is my new job. I'm a go-go dancer at this club
[WHITE JOSH]
That's what you meant by volunteer fireman
. Okay, got it
[NATHANIEL]
You wanna join our imaginary song and dance?
[JOSH]
Sure
(Chorus 3)
[NATHANIEL, WHITE JOSH, AND JOSH]
'Cause fit hot guys have problems, too
Don't look at us, we're not dancing for you
Leave us alone, because we have to twerk out our sad
(Sad! Sad! Sad! Sad! Sad! Sad! Sad! Sad!)
We're expressing our pain through the art of dance
But we'll express so much better without these pants
There's so much pressure when you're a fit hot guy
So just let us ugly cry! Let us ugly cry!