[00:00.000] 作词 : Fiona Apple
[00:00.051] 作曲 : Fiona Apple
[00:00.102]
[00:05.994]I guess I just must be a daredevil
[00:11.021]I don't feel anything until I smash it up
[00:16.438]I'm caught on the cold, caught on the hot
[00:19.365]Not so with the warmer lot
[00:22.193]And all I want is a confidant
[00:24.895]To help me laugh it off
[00:27.667]And don't let me ruin me
[00:33.538]I may need a chaperone
[01:02.091]Say I'm an airplane
[01:04.035]And the gashes I got from my heartbreak
[01:06.861]Make the slots and the flaps upon my wing
[01:09.604]And I use them to give me lip
[01:12.291]Hip hip for the lift
[01:13.945]Hip hip for the drag
[01:16.459]I want them all in my bag
[01:19.014]Oh give me anything and I'll turn it into a gift
[01:23.743]But don't let me ruin me
[01:29.690]I may need a chaperone
[01:46.576]Seek me out
[01:49.166]Look at, look at, look at, look at me
[01:52.742]I'm all the fishes in the sea
[01:58.281]Wake me up
[02:00.496]Give me, give me, give me what you got
[02:03.905]In your mind, in the middle of the night
[02:09.346]Maybe you let me look out for you
[02:14.906]Protect what I found in you
[02:17.147]And never let it starve
[02:20.583]Then that way, you let me stay
[02:23.585]Skirt in my skirt like I want to
[02:26.206]And I will try hard to hold onto you with open arms
[02:31.108]But don't let me ruin me
[02:37.138]I may need a chaperone
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作词 : Fiona Apple
作曲 : Fiona Apple
I guess I just must be a daredevil
I don't feel anything until I smash it up
I'm caught on the cold, caught on the hot
Not so with the warmer lot
And all I want is a confidant
To help me laugh it off
And don't let me ruin me
I may need a chaperone
Say I'm an airplane
And the gashes I got from my heartbreak
Make the slots and the flaps upon my wing
And I use them to give me lip
Hip hip for the lift
Hip hip for the drag
I want them all in my bag
Oh give me anything and I'll turn it into a gift
But don't let me ruin me
I may need a chaperone
Seek me out
Look at, look at, look at, look at me
I'm all the fishes in the sea
Wake me up
Give me, give me, give me what you got
In your mind, in the middle of the night
Maybe you let me look out for you
Protect what I found in you
And never let it starve
Then that way, you let me stay
Skirt in my skirt like I want to
And I will try hard to hold onto you with open arms
But don't let me ruin me
I may need a chaperone