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
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Real Lyric: Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes? I've been one poor correspondent, and I've been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
The Misheard: Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair supplyAnd I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?I've been known for corresponing, and I've been too, too hard to fightBut it doesn't mean you ain't been on my
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Real Lyric: when you hypnotize with your eyes
The Misheard: when you hit bowties with those eyes
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Real Lyric: Breaking's what the heart is for
The Misheard: Waiting for Johannesburg
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Real Lyric: When you see my face Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell When you walk my way Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
The Misheard: When you see my faceOprah gives you hell, Oprah gives you hellWhen you walk my wayOprah gives you hell, Oprah gives you hell
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Real Lyric: Swing, swing, swing ,From the tangles of My heart is crushed by a former love
The Misheard: Swing Swing Swing, from the table side up, my heart is blessed by a farmer lamp.
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Real Lyric: Swing, swing, swing, swing from the tangles of my heart.
The Misheard: Swing, swing, swing, swing from the cable-set of my heart.
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Real Lyric: I go around a time or two, just to waste my time with you.
The Misheard: I go around to tie my shoe, just to waste my time with you.
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Real Lyric: And even when your hope is gone, move along, move along just to make it through....
The Misheard: And even when your hope is gone, mow the lawn, mow the lawn just to make it through....
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Real Lyric: And here's all your lies, you could look me in the eyes With the sad, sad look that you wear so well.
The Misheard: And here's all your lies, you could look me in the eyesWith the sad, sad look that you're SOL (sh*t outta luck).
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Real Lyric: Swing, swing, swing from the tangles of
The Misheard: Swing, swing, swing from the tablesaw
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