Bear's Breech
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Bronze skin black hair like a goddess from Egypt
Sweet personality like honey, exotica
You Portuguese and Puerto Rican
Your skin was glowing hair was radiating and I noticed
Like a light beacon, I was Adam and you were Eve and I promised
You the whole Garden of Eden
But in this story I was also the snake, and I tried to get you to
Eat the fruit but, you didn't want too you didn't listen so I ate it
By myself and got kicked out of Heaven, I burned down a
Meadow filled with bear's breech flowers to show you that
My heart was cold, but I melted it for you, I melted it for you
Granted I didn't think you'd end up with the white guy
The short guy, his nickname is a pest guy
Maybe I came on too strong when I told you I would fuck you
So good that you would cum but, I'm sorry for that but
You didn't need to block me, if he had such a big problem
The small man would come and talk to me, it doesn't matter
Now you're with him and we don't talk no more but
I just wanna let you know that I thought about it I did
I promise you I really did when I had my hand on your thigh
And I was looking into your eyes
And all you said was, that it could've been me, it could've been I
I could've been the one taking all your photos that you keep
In the pocket of your ripped jeans
Remember that song that you sang for me?
Bronze skin black hair like a goddess from Egypt
Sweet personality like honey, exotica
You Portuguese and Puerto Rican
Your skin was glowing hair was radiating and I noticed
Like a light beacon, I was Adam and you were Eve and I promised
You the whole Garden of Eden
But in this story I was also the snake, and I tried to get you to
Eat the fruit but, you didn't want too you didn't listen so I ate it
By myself and got kicked out of Heaven, I burned down a
Meadow filled with bear's breech flowers to show you that
My heart was cold, but I melted it for you, I melted it for you
Granted I didn't think you'd end up with the white guy
The short guy, his nickname is a pest guy
Maybe I came on too strong when I told you I would fuck you
So good that you would cum but, I'm sorry for that but
You didn't need to block me, if he had such a big problem
The small man would come and talk to me, it doesn't matter
Now you're with him and we don't talk no more but
I just wanna let you know that I thought about it I did
I promise you I really did when I had my hand on your thigh
And I was looking into your eyes
And all you said was, that it could've been me, it could've been I
I could've been the one taking all your photos that you keep
In the pocket of your ripped jeans
Remember that song that you sang for me?
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Godinho
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