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
I was hanging around with a friend when this song popped onto the radio. We actually both stared at the radio in wonder, trying to figure out what they were mumbling. We agreed it sounded like "I like Cecile" even though that made no sense.
A couple of months later, this song came on the radio again while we were with some other friends. We started singing our version and one of our friends looked at us like we'd just aid the moon was the size of a peach and said "It's our. LIPS. ARE. SEALED!"
We still like the song about Cecile better.
4/25/2011 6:28 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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