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't get romantic on a subway line
The Misheard: You can't get a medic on a subway line
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Real Lyric: From your bed to your clothes I'm in the air When you think you're alone I'll be down in the hall I could see it, if I was a fly on the wall What you do in your room I could see it all
The Misheard: From your head to you closed, I kill be there,Hand you tink you're all in taDown the hallI could say it if I were a fly on the wallWatch you doin Yiruma I could see it all!
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Real Lyric: and little early-pearly came by in his curly-wurly, and asked me if I needed a ride.
The Misheard: and little wurly burly gave my anus curly wurly,and asked me if I needed a ride.
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Real Lyric: Will we feel the power of freedom with the dawn of a new day? Whuuuuhuuuu
The Misheard: Will we feel the power of freedom with the dawn of a new damn wooooooooooorld?
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Real Lyric: Best not be f**kin with the best/Prom/Ever!
The Misheard: 'Cause I be f**kin' with the rest/Come on/Emma!
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Real Lyric: I noticed your eyes are always glued to me, keeping them here and it makes no sense at all
The Misheard: I noticed your eyes are always blue to me, keeping them here and it makes no sense at all
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Real Lyric: That's when a sport was a sport, And groovin' was groovin', And dancing meant everything, We were young and we were improvin'
The Misheard: That's when I spoke, when I spoke,That cruel was cruel,Dancing with everything,We were young and we were in a movie
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Real Lyric: I bet she misses the sunrise, and Mrs. Baird's fruit pies, but I could be wrong.
The Misheard: I bet she misses the sunrise,and misses dead fruit flies, but I could be wrong.
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Real Lyric: She can't behave, and I'm just a slave
The Misheard: She gave me head, and I'm just a slave
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Real Lyric: All I want to do is have some fun until the sun comes up on the santa monica boulevard
The Misheard: All I want to do is have some fun until the sun comes up on the sentimental look at the farm
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