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
This song is a mondegreen-rich environment: I'm also guilty of
"think she's a spaz" and "make a crow blush", which others
My brain invented the word "adhese", meaning "to stick to" (i.e.,
what adhesives do). And I never did figure out which of her
nighttime athletic activities a "bed rush" was supposed to be a
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