Out on a wild and windy moor, we roll and fall in brie. You had a temper, like my jealous eel, too hot, too greasy..
Kate Bush is probably turning in her grave.
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Kate Bush is probably turning in her grave.
From the Misheard Lyrics challenge. See all 686 entries (closed)
( , Fri 1 Oct 2004, 13:23, archived)