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
My "hip" sister, 5 years older than I, heard me singing to radio and asked me to repeat my lyrics - I think she probably pulled most of her stomach muscles laughing at my rendition...
"Be straight holy roller, everyone move on to be straight..."
8/1/2004 12:11 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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