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: Billion dollar baby Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel, Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover. Billion dollar baby Rotten little monster, baby, I adore you. Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby. etc.
The Misheard: Billion dollar baby, Wrap her, little lady, Slip her in (or "then") a weasel, Bribe me in an alley, lock me up another rubber. Billion dollar baby, Rotten little monster, baby I adore you Man I wanna leave, I couldn't, let me like you (or "liv
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Real Lyric: We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday
The Misheard: We took on a weasel and a wonton yesterday
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Real Lyric: Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye window.
The Misheard: That blonde dickhead, restless weasel, goodbye window.
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Real Lyric: Evil woman.
The Misheard: Weasel woman.
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Real Lyric: Please don't stop the music. Please don't stop, please don't stop the music.
The Misheard: Weasel stomping music. Weasel stomping, weasel stomping music.
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Real Lyric: You lying so low in the weed
The Misheard: You're almost eating the weasel
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Real Lyric: Please don't stop the music
The Misheard: Weasels got the music
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Real Lyric: I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people, and I offered myself to the world. I was a workshop owner. I was a workshop owner. I was a diesel fixer, diesel fixed me, fixed a diesel, what a weasel.
The Misheard: I was a work-shy boy, all in love with the people. I offered myself to the world. I was a work-shy boy. I was a work-shy boy. I went with Cecil fishin', Cecil fishin', fished with Cecil. What a weasel.
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Real Lyric: Taxman Mr. Wilson, Taxman Mr. Heath
The Misheard: Taxman you're a weasel, Taxman you're a thief.
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Real Lyric: When I pressed her for a reason,
she refused to even answer.
The Misheard: When I dressed up like a weasel,
she refused to be the master.
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