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
The Story: And my blunt is my ho now
The Story: At home, drawing pictures, Of mounds of tots, With ham on top
^^^I tried to spell it out literally, since they aren't even real words^^^
My parents always used to play that song, especially on car rides. I can't remember exactly when I realized I was wrong or even if it was me that realized (I might have been singing aloud and someone pointed it out) I must have been somewhere been 8 and 12 years old.
I don't even know why I though it was that, they are not even real words. Those British accents must have thrown me off.
12/29/2006 4:01 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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