The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
The moment I was singing my little heart out and my Mom burst out laughing after having visions of someone leaving with a massive rack of lamb over their shoulder.
She went on to embarrass me further by getting it printed in the 'out the mouths of babes' section of the Daily Mail.
Tell you what, if its not one thing it's ya mother
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