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
I always thought this song was called 'catering love', that her mama was saying love isn't like take-out, you can't just order it to-go or get it delivered. that love isn't served on a silver platter at a country club banquet hall with mini-swords through the cherries in your drink. It was more elusive. I saw the real title finally. I was drunkenly shocked to see it written on a karaoke request list.
8/13/2012 9:06 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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