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: can't read my, can't read my no he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody) can't read my, can't read my no he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody)
The Misheard: cherry pie, cherry pienobody can realise my poker face(she's got me like nobody)cherry pie, cherry pienobody can realise my poker face(she's got me like nobody)
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Real Lyric: One day up near salinas I let him slip away
The Misheard: One day on mescaline I let him slip away
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Real Lyric: Just smoke one cigarette and hush
The Misheard: Just want your cigarette love
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Real Lyric: Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy (poor boy), I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go little high, little low Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooo Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters It's too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time Goodbye everybody - I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows) I don't want to die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango? Thunderbolts and lightning - very very frightening me Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo Figaro - magnifico-o-o-o I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come easy go - will you let me go It's the LAW! No - we will not let you go - let him go It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let him go It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let me go Will not let you go - let me go (never) Never let you go - let me go Never let me go - ooo No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me for me for me for me So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye? So you think you can love me and leave me to die? Oh baby - can't do this to me baby Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters, nothing really matters, to me Anyway the wind blows
The Misheard: Is this real life?Is this just my fantasy?Caught in a landslideNo escape from realityOpen your eyesLook up to the skies and seeI'm just a pool boy (pool boy), I need no sympathyBecause I'm easy come, easy goI'm a little
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Real Lyric: I can remember that there was a blue light or was it white?
The Misheard: My spin september had her grass a blue light or was it tight.
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Real Lyric: Get your motor runnin' Head out on the highway Lookin for adventure And whatever comes our way Yeah, gotta go and make it happen Take the world in a lovin brace Fire all of your guns at once and explore into space I like smoke & lightening Heavy metal thunder Racin with the wind And the feeling that I'm under Yeah, gotta go and make it happen Take the world in a lovin brace Fire all of your guns at once and explore into space Like a true nature's child We were born, born to be wild We can climb so high I never wanna die Born to be Wild ... Born to be wild Like a true nature's child
The Misheard: Get your monitor running ...Head out on the highway.Lookin' for your dentures ...And whatever makes them stay. You and God can go make it happentake the world in a loving brace.Tired of all the guns
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Real Lyric: Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me.
The Misheard: Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,Who saved a ranch like me.
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Real Lyric: Needs some new shoes Dad's on the booze
The Misheard: Needs some new shoesDance on her shoes
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Real Lyric: Where it began I can't begin to knowin' But then I know it's growing strong Was in the spring, then spring became the summer Who'd of believed you'd come along Hands, touchin hands Reaching out Touchin me, touchin you Sweet Caroline Good time never seemed so good I'd been inclined to believe they never would but now I look at the night and it don't seem so lonely we fill it up with only two And when I hurt, hurting runs off my shoulders How can I hurt when holdin you Warm, touching warm Reachin out, touchin me, touchin you Sweet Caroline, Good times never seemed so good I'd been inclined To believe they never would
The Misheard: Where it began I can't begin to knowin'But then I know it's growing wrongWas in the spring, then spring became the summerWho'd of believed it'd go on so longfamines, touchin faminesReaching outTouchin me, touchin you
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Real Lyric: N, do I need, Apostraphe T, Need this torture
The Misheard: And do I need a pass, to redeem me of this Dog s**te
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