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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fiona Apple
Fiona Apple
Vocals
Sebastian Steinberg
Sebastian Steinberg
Acoustic Bass Guitar
Charley Drayton
Charley Drayton
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fiona Apple
Fiona Apple
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fiona Apple
Fiona Apple
Producer
Charley Drayton
Charley Drayton
Producer
John Would
John Would
Recording Engineer
Edison Sainsbury
Edison Sainsbury
Recording Engineer
Dave Way
Dave Way
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Dan Gerbarg
Dan Gerbarg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I guess I just must be a daredevil
I don't feel anything until I smash it up
I'm caught on the cold, I'm caught on the hot, not so with the warmer lot
And all I want's a confidante 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 lift
Hip-hip for the lift, hip-hip for the drag, I want 'em 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, skirtin' the 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
Written by: Fiona Apple
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