Lyrics of he xinsui's three interpretations

I heard him explain three things

I'll make him a glass of water

He had a bad look

I debunk his three explanations

He turned around and made faces at me

Don't lose your temper. Don't frustrate me

I don't need to explain what I like

Either one, two or three

It's better than candy

I'm not that hard to get along with

Don't take me seriously

You can take my hand gently

Or take me to hot pot

I don't need to explain what I like

Either one, two or three

It's better than candy

I'm not that hard to get along with

Don't take me seriously

You can take my hand gently

Or take me to hot pot

Although he is usually dominated by me

Sometimes you want to betray me

He can use his brain to make excuses

But I can see it

I heard him explain three things

I'll make him a glass of water

Will he give me a good face?

I accept his three explanations

Turn around and steal the cockeye

I'll forgive him that once