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
This one was on purpose. A friend of mine and I use to get a kick out of creating our own disturbing lyrics when we were intoxicated. Usually they were derogatory or ad-libbed to be about someone we know or one of my animals.
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Submitted on
7/24/2008 4:08 pm
Age it happened
not specified
Better than original?
Yes
Convinced others you were right?
No
Was partying involved?
No
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THANKS! I GET A KICK OUT OF CHANGING THE WORDS TO SONGS. SOMETIMES THE NEW LYRICS ABOUT PEOPLE I KNOW, OR MY DOG OR MY HOT ROD...NONETHELESS-THEY ARE USUALLY FUNNY
TRISHYTRISH22 Jul 30, 2008 11:07 am