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
The Story: And my blunt is my ho now
The Story: At home, drawing pictures, Of mounds of tots, With ham on top
I heard the song clearly when I picked up a mixed oldies CD, and the song wasn't all broken up with AM radio fuzz. I sing and flail wildly when I'm driving alone in my broken-down little Toyota Tercel, so thankfully, the only ones who heard me singing the wrong lyrics were people next to me at red lights.
8/22/2001 11:45 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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