THE MISHEARD:

Up in the morning, weighted and breast-fed, I soldered every mouse and beef-head, Oh, Oh, my ears are alive.

Real Lyric	Get up in the morning Slaving for bread Sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor, poor me, Israelites Wife and kids dem pack up and leave me Darling she said I was yours to receive Poor, poor me, Israelites

Artist	Desmond Dekker & The Aces (Click for more)
Song	(Poor Me) Israelites (Click for more)

The story:

Well, I was at the synagogue with Rabbi Tookas, humming the ditty, when he informed me (rather sniffily, actually) that, as a rule, israelites didn't carry weights, and probably wouldn't solder animals of any kind. Needless to say, I converted and left in shame.

Submitted by	Anonymous
Submitted on	10/01/1997 12:00 AM
Age it happened	0
Age you realized	---
Better than original?	Yes
Convinced others you were right?	Yes
Was partying involved?	No

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