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 was 4. I lived on a street called Reliz Valley Road at the time. I was singing it in my Dad's car one day when my bother, who was about 8 said that wasn't how it went. But he didn't know what he was saying either, he just knew that wasn't it. As the years went on I never did find out what he was saying until I was about 10 when I finally asked my Dad. He said it was Spanish for Merry Christmas. I was just like "oooohhhhhh, right"
9/4/2006 9:26 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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