Lovers of Fiction - The Bear

I was there when you told me about the bear
I didn't care
Greasy fingers running through your hair
Pushing, pulling everywhere
The Bear
Will get what he deserves, I suppose
The Bear
Will leave his imprint on your face and on your clothes
You think I want to be dating the bear? I swear...
He don't compare
He's rough and tumble he's a mess of a man
But he answered my call, and at least he's there
The Bear
Will give what I deserve, I suppose
The Bear
Will wear my scent upon his face and on his clothes
And what the bear wants, the bear wants, the bear gets
And what the bear wants, the bear wants, the bear gets
And what the bear wants, the bear wants, the bear gets
So much talk about you taming the bear, I swear
You needn't have shared
Rocking and rolling in that animal's lair
I see it all, though I wasn't there
The Bear
Will get what he deserves, I suppose
The Bear
Will leave his imprint on your face and on your clothes
The Bear
Will get what he deserves, I suppose
The Bear
Will leave his imprint on your face and on your clothes

Written by:
Dan Sonenberg

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