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 it was some hippie drug induced craze to be "dancing on a frying pan". Didn't find out differently until I was married and my wife told me the right lyrics.
11/17/2011 5:54 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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