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: He plays an old guitar With a coin found by the phone
The Misheard: He plays an old guitarWith a corn found by the phone
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Real Lyric: You need no longer wear a disguise
The Misheard: You need no underwear with these guys
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Real Lyric: But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby When I close my eyes You come and you take me On and on and on So deep in my daydream But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby
The Misheard: It's just a sweet, sweet medicine baby When it goes behind, you go and conversate me with watermelon news It's so deep in my daisies But it's just a sweet, sweet medicine baby
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Real Lyric: I'm alive
The Misheard: I'm a lime
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Real Lyric: Promiscuous boy, you already know That I’m all yours, what you waiting for
The Misheard: Promiscuous boy, you already knowThat I’m a goat, what you waiting for
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Real Lyric: I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
The Misheard: I kick it to my fingersI kick it to my toes
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Real Lyric: I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff Milky, milky cocoa Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky right
The Misheard: I mix your guilt wit my cocoa puffGuilty, guilty cocoaMix your guilt with my cocoa puff, guilty, guilty right
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Real Lyric: I'm about to break you off H-tow, goin' hard read my hips Slap my thighs, swing my hair Squint my eyes Lookin hot, smellin good Groovin' like I'm from the hood Over my shoulder I blow you a kiss Can you handle, handle this
The Misheard: On the boat, sprint the car Ladies town, goin' hard Bleedin' hips, slap Matthias Sweet McHair, squint my eyes Lookin hot, smellin good Provin' life, I'm from the hood Dome-head shorty, I blow you a kiss Can you handle, handle thi
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Real Lyric: Cuz Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
The Misheard: Curtis Lowe was the finest n**ga to ever play the blues
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Real Lyric: I'm talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams You deserve nothing but all the finer things
The Misheard: I'm talking Champagne weaknesses, caviar, drink it goodsYou deserve nothing but all the finer technicals
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