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
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Real Lyric: Everywhere i go people stop and they see....
The Misheard: Everywhere i go people got to go pee.....
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Real Lyric: you drive me crazy i cant eat or sleep
The Misheard: you drive me crazy all i smell is feet
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Real Lyric: Lying in a den in Bombay With a slack jaw, and not much to say I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me Because I come from the land of plenty?"
The Misheard: Dining again in Pompeii, With a sharp saw, and a lot to pay I said to the man, "Are you trying to exempt pee Because I come from the sands of empty?"
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Real Lyric: Only trouble is, gee whiz
The Misheard: only trouble is, pee says
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Real Lyric: Peace Train
The Misheard: G String
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Real Lyric: Revved up like a deuce Another runner in the night
The Misheard: Wrapped up like a douche You know, the runner in the night!
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Real Lyric: Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so Can't buy me love, no no no, no
The Misheard: Can't buy me love, everybody sells me soap Can't buy me love, no no no, no
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Real Lyric: a wimba we a wima we a wimba we a wimba we
The Misheard: i need a wee i need a wee i need a wee i need a wee
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Real Lyric: Oh and you come crash into me, yeah Baby, and I come into you Hike up your skirt a little more And show the world to me Hike up your skirt a little more And show your world to me In a boy's dream In a boy's dream
The Misheard: Oh and you come crash into me, yeah Baby, and I come into you Hike up your skirt oh little boy And show the world to me Hike up your skirt oh little boy And show your world to me In a boy's dream In a boy's dream
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Real Lyric: They're forming in straight line They're going through a tight wind The kids are losing their minds The Blitzkrieg Bop They're piling in the back seat They're generating steam heat Pulsating to the back beat
The Misheard: It's a woman in straight line They're going through line The kids are losing their minds The Blitzkrieg Bop They're falling in the back seat They're generating CD Same to the back beat
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