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: Gettin' jiggy wit it.
The Misheard: Kick a chicken in it.
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Real Lyric: Blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop top
The Misheard: Blew out my flip-flop, stepped in a cow flop
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Real Lyric: Get up in the morning
Slaving for bread Sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, poor me, Israelites
Wife and kids dem pack up and leave me
Darling she said I was yours to receive
Poor, poor me, Israelites
The Misheard: Get up in the morning, baked beans for breakfastSo that everyone can be fedOh, oh, my ears are alight
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Real Lyric: Get up in the morning
Slaving for bread Sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, poor me, Israelites
Wife and kids dem pack up and leave me
Darling she said I was yours to receive
Poor, poor me, Israelites
The Misheard: Get up in the morning
Sleeping for bread sir
Sold out to every monk and beefhead...
Ooh ooh me ear's are alight...
Why find your kids when they buck up and a leave you?
Darling Cheesehead said I was a yard too greasy..
Ooh
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Real Lyric: Get up in the morning
Slaving for bread Sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, poor me, Israelites
Wife and kids dem pack up and leave me
Darling she said I was yours to receive
Poor, poor me, Israelites
The Misheard: Up in the morning, weighted and breast-fed, I soldered every mouse and beef-head, Oh, Oh, my ears are alive.
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Real Lyric: What's the use of trying All you get is pain When I needed sunshine I got rain
The Misheard: What's the use of trying All you get is pain When I needed suction on the brain
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Real Lyric: Get up in the morning
Slaving for bread Sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, poor me, Israelites
Wife and kids dem pack up and leave me
Darling she said I was yours to receive
Poor, poor me, Israelites
The Misheard: Wake up in the morning
get certs with retsin
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Real Lyric: Get up and boogie
The Misheard: Damp and foggy
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Real Lyric: Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
The Misheard: Get a dose of wild jackals in kilts
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Real Lyric: Gee, that old Lasalle ran great!
The Misheard: Gee, those were the salad days!
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