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
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Real Lyric: You can call me queen bee
The Misheard: You can call me green bean
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Real Lyric: To sore my insecurities
The Misheard: Disarm my insecure titties
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Real Lyric: I'm not in love but the sex is good
The Misheard: I'm not in love with the sexiest dude
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Real Lyric: Stylin', while in, living it up in the city
The Misheard: Silent, violent, livin' it up in the city
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Real Lyric: Set my midnight sorrow free
The Misheard: suck my milkmaid sour free
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Real Lyric: They paved paradise to put up a parking lot.
The Misheard: They pay paradise to up a f***ing light.
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Real Lyric: I took my troubles down to Madame Rue you know that gypsy with the gold cap tooth she's got a pad down at 34th and Vine sellin' little bottles of Love Potion #9 I told her that I was a flop with chicks I've been this way since 1956 she looked at her palm and she made a magic sign she said what you need is Love Potion #9 She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink She said I'm gonna mix it up right here in the sink it smelled like turpentine and looked like Indian ink I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink I didn't know if it was day or night I started kissing everything in sight but when I kissed a cop down at 34th and Vine he broke my little bottle of Love Potion #9
The Misheard: I took my troubles down to Madame Rue You know that gypsy with the gold tattoo She's got a pad down at Petticoat Mine sellin' little bottles of Love Potion #9 2nd verse is the same She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink She said I'm
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Real Lyric: Head in the clouds Got no weight on my shoulders
The Misheard: Head in the clouds Got no weight off my trousers
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Real Lyric: Some call her sister of the moon Some say illusion— Wrong again!
The Misheard: Some call her sister of the moon Some say illusions Are her game
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Real Lyric: Looking at you makes it harder But I know that you'll find another
The Misheard: Looking ugly makes it harder But I know that you'll find another
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