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
Hey, if McCartney is going to put Georgia in the lyrics, why not the Smoky Mountains ?? (You don't need to explain, I know there's a Georgia in the USSR) I still often sing it my wrong way, not only because it's imbedded in my brain, but because it's far less of a tongue-twister.
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