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
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
My son sang it this way. He's 7, and his only frame of reference is a juice box. I haven't told him the correct words, because I'm not sure how I'm going to describe a jukebox. . .a gigantic iPod, perhaps?
4/11/2006 7:38 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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