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 dad is in the nursing field (nurse anesthetist) and he used
wear his scrubs to and from work. He made up his own lyrics
as like a “laundry song” to No scrubs which was “I don’t have
no scrubs, go to work in my uuunderwear.” So naturally we
sang the song all the time and one day when we were singing
it I broke out what I believed with my whole 11 year old heart
to be the correct lyrics. My older sisters, who made fun of me
anyways, just went in on me, until they couldn’t breathe. I was
refusing to believe them until they made a good point. “Why
would a guy have broad hips?” I was defeated. Now it’s really
funny and I still like my version better.
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