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 folks would play Christmas records throughout
December in the late '50s and early '60s. This is
one of the first Christmas songs I remember.
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