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
Actually, it wasn't me at all because I didn't even speculate on that song, in fact, I was the one who found out the real lyrics. It was my mother who decided to just throw in the towel and make up her own lyrics for the incomparable Debbie Harry. Consequently, whenever that song is heard now, anyone in our family can't help but think of that strange cheese verse.
11/8/1997 12:00 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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