[00:00.000] 作词 : Maya Hawke/Jesse Harris
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Maya Hawke/Jesse Harris
[00:07.983] She sat on the cliff of the bed
[00:12.439] Tackled me with a plastic comb
[00:17.249] Pressed her fingers into my head
[00:21.258] Start at the blond search for the bone
[00:24.801]
[00:26.261] She tried to tame me her nails and my knots.
[00:29.405]
[00:31.831] Bathe with the sandman, dress up for what’s not.
[00:34.385]
[00:36.412] Let me tangle, let me dry
[00:40.705] Want it wicked, let me rile
[00:43.639]
[00:45.192] Come into my cave
[00:47.658] blue hippo into the black
[00:54.180] I’m your problem child,
[00:57.703] you're matter of fact
[01:03.289]
[01:04.058] I slyly side step sorry
[01:08.496] Drag my heels across the street
[01:13.012] She tells me I’m unlettered while
[01:17.484] I read the backs of her knees
[01:19.781]
[01:21.926] Catch me in-habits
[01:23.505] one tight skyward eye
[01:26.976] Pull hats out of rabbits
[01:29.269] and salt out of the sky
[01:31.001]
[01:32.405] Let me tangle, let me try
[01:36.871] Want it wicked let me rile
[01:39.706]
[01:41.084] Come into my cave
[01:43.693] blue hippo into the black
[01:50.199] I’m your problem child,
[01:53.270] your matter of fact
[01:55.631]
[02:00.513] What a thought was in whale water
[02:04.543] Was really running through the pipes
[02:09.261] To show off her flex-ability
[02:13.509] she made a fool of my fight
[02:15.795]
[02:18.399] I bit her belly,
[02:19.848] she bellowed like a swan
[02:23.916] Cured me like a petal
[02:25.333] pressed in her open palm
[02:27.029]
[02:28.625] Let me tangle, let me try
[02:32.879] Want it wicked, let me rile
[02:35.511]
[02:37.127] Come into my cave
[02:39.481] blue hippo into the black
[02:46.263] I’m your problem child,
[02:49.733] your matter of fact
[02:51.562]
[02:55.360] Come into my cave,
[02:58.075] blue hippo into the black
[03:04.310] I’m your problem child,
[03:07.372] your matter of fact

作词 : Maya Hawke/Jesse Harris
作曲 : Maya Hawke/Jesse Harris
She sat on the cliff of the bed
Tackled me with a plastic comb
Pressed her fingers into my head
Start at the blond search for the bone
She tried to tame me her nails and my knots.
Bathe with the sandman, dress up for what’s not.
Let me tangle, let me dry
Want it wicked, let me rile
Come into my cave
blue hippo into the black
I’m your problem child,
you're matter of fact
I slyly side step sorry
Drag my heels across the street
She tells me I’m unlettered while
I read the backs of her knees
Catch me in-habits
one tight skyward eye
Pull hats out of rabbits
and salt out of the sky
Let me tangle, let me try
Want it wicked let me rile
Come into my cave
blue hippo into the black
I’m your problem child,
your matter of fact
What a thought was in whale water
Was really running through the pipes
To show off her flex-ability
she made a fool of my fight
I bit her belly,
she bellowed like a swan
Cured me like a petal
pressed in her open palm
Let me tangle, let me try
Want it wicked, let me rile
Come into my cave
blue hippo into the black
I’m your problem child,
your matter of fact
Come into my cave,
blue hippo into the black
I’m your problem child,
your matter of fact