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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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Night Ranger

Sunday Morning

 

Sunday Morning

(album: Neverland - 1997)


Staring at the telephone
No it doesn't ring
Thinking of you lying there
As you hide your wedding ring
I'm always up for something new
My timing's never right
Maybe I should be with someone else
For just one night
No more of your darkness
No more stupid games
No more staying out all night
I wish to God I'd never known your name

Sunday Morning

Yea, you shake it up alright
Your friends they all agree
And after you have had your fun
Well what becomes of me
No more of your promises
Clandestine Rendezvous
And feel your sweat all over me
I wish that I had something left to lose

Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning

Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Alright alright alright alright

Staring at the telephone
No it doesn't ring
Staring out the window
I have no wedding ring
No more
No no no more
No no no more
Oh oh oh

Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning

Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning

done

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