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
It's was the summer before my sophomore year in high school and I called up my best friend Lani. We were talking about it and I asked her if Beck was being weirder than usual and told her my lyrics. She told me what a moron I was and let me in on the correct wordage.
Submitted by
Anonymous
Submitted on
4/7/1998 12:00 am
Age it happened
15
Better than original?
Yes
Convinced others you were right?
Yes
Was partying involved?
No
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