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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Mike And The Moonpies

El Camino

 

El Camino

(album: The Real Country - 2010)


She pulls up to the bar in an El Camino
That kinda girl sure knows how to raise a fuss
And I've been working hard and I know she knows
How a man like me could make you wanna spit and cuss

But she gives me real good loving
She gets all that I got
And she tried to help me cover every trace
Of the hurt I cause
Going my own way

She'll find me on a phone to San Francisco
You know I traveling a long black road
And lying in her arms, I found sweet freedom
I [?] in her touch turning blacker hearts to gold

But it ain't the way she moves
That leaves me out in the cold
And she tried to help me cover every trace
Of the hurt I cause
Going my own way

She's got the way that helps to see me through
She's got the way that helps me let it go
She fakes it when she don't know what to do
She loves machines and bars and old tattoos

done

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