Blue Hippo | Maya Hawke Lyrics, Meaning & Videos

Blue Hippo
Maya Hawke Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴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


Overall Meaning

Maya Hawke's "Blue Hippo" is a poetic expression of a complicated and playful relationship. The lyrics convey an intimate moment between two people, with the first verse describing the woman applying pressure to the man's head in search of the bone while the man enjoys the attention. The chorus invites the other person into the singer's cave, with a sense of mischief and danger. The verses continue in a similar vein, with descriptions of the couple's dynamic and playful power struggles. The final verse ends on a tender note, with the woman treating the man gently after he has bitten her belly.


Line by Line Meaning

She sat on the cliff of the bed
She was sitting at the edge of the bed


Tackled me with a plastic comb
She used a plastic comb to untangle my hair


Pressed her fingers into my head
She massaged my head with her fingers


Start at the blond search for the bone
She began by searching for knots in my blond hair


She tried to tame me her nails and my knots
She tried to untangle my hair using her nails


Bathe with the sandman, dress up for what's not
She is willing to have imaginary adventures with me and dress up for them


Let me tangle, let me dry
Let me do what I want, let me be myself


Want it wicked, let me rile
I want it to be exciting, let me provoke reactions


Come into my cave
Come be with me, enter my world


Blue hippo into the black
Let's escape the mundane and enter a mysterious place


I'm your problem child
I am a challenging individual, but that's what makes me interesting


You're matter of fact
You are grounded and practical


I slyly side step sorry
I avoid apologizing in a clever way


Drag my heels across the street
I am slow and unenthusiastic about moving forward


She tells me I'm unlettered while
She criticizes my lack of education or intellect


I read the backs of her knees
I pay attention to small details that others might overlook


Catch me in-habits
I have certain habits that might be hard to break


One tight skyward eye
I am looking intently and with purpose


Pull hats out of rabbits
I can create something from nothing, like a magician pulling a hat out of a rabbit


And salt out of the sky
I can find value or usefulness in unexpected places


What a thought was in whale water
An initial assumption was completely wrong or off base


Was really running through the pipes
The truth was much more mundane than expected


To show off her flex-ability
She was flaunting her flexibility or versatility


She made a fool of my fight
She undermined my attempts to prove something or fight back


I bit her belly
I playfully or affectionately bit her stomach


She bellowed like a swan
She vocalized loudly and dramatically


Cured me like a petal
She soothed me like she might soothe a petal or flower


Pressed in her open palm
She held me gently and securely in her hand


Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jesse Harris, Maya Hawke

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