I wanna be baby bear
I want my gross porridge to be a reasonable edible temperature
I wanna be hot but not a scalding sun
And cold but just enough
I wanna be baby bear
I want my chair to be so comfortable that you break it into a million pieces
Because as soon as you perfectly fit
It can do nothing else but explode
I wanna be baby bear
Because then my bed would be so incredible that you're still in it
Not too hot
Not too cold
Not too big
Not too small
Not too hard
Not too soft
Or far too much
Or never enough
If only I could be just right
Bc then maybe
Just maybe
You'd pick me
As strange as it sounds,
I'd really like to be baby bear
That guy's really got a lot goin for him.
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 12:48 AM UTC
I wanna be baby bear
I want my gross porridge to be a reasonable edible temperature
I wanna be hot but not a scalding sun
And cold but just enough
I wanna be baby bear
I want my chair to be so comfortable that you break it into a million pieces
Because as soon as you perfectly fit
It can do nothing else but explode
I wanna be baby bear
Because then my bed would be so incredible that you're still in it
Not too hot
Not too cold
Not too big
Not too small
Not too hard
Not too soft
Or far too much
Or never enough
If only I could be just right
Bc then maybe
Just maybe
You'd pick me
As strange as it sounds,
I'd really like to be baby bear
That guy's really got a lot goin for him.
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