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
Zelda's my mother. When I was playing the record some years ago, she said, "What? 'I want a piece of Danish'?" And you know, why not? It makes sense: In my family, pastry works as well as sedatives.
10/1/1997 12:00 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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