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
At the age of 48, I was singing away when my 12 year old son and 14 year old daughter corrected me on my generation's music. Arguing was fruitless as I've butchered lyrics for years (and still do).
12/29/2006 7:13 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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