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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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Ray Scott

Papa And Mama

 

Papa And Mama

(album: Ray Scott - 2014)


Papa used to grab my mama by the hair
Cuss her like the devil while I stood right there
He'd punch her in the face and leave her crying on the floor
Well papa ain't beating on mama no more
Everybody knows papa had a wondering eye
He'd hit the hoochie coochie club and drink the bar dry
He liked to run around with a hand full of ho's
But papa ain't cheating on mama no more

I was a teenage boy who loved his mom a little too much
To watch a man treat her like that and not make no fuss
I mowed a bunch of grass and saved a bunch of cash
And spent it at the local gun store
And papa ain't beating on mama no more... no

Well when papa walked in I lifted that 12 gauge up
I damn near couldn't pull my trigger I was shaking so much
I remember the smell of that gun powder well
And papa lying on the living room floor
And papa ain't beating on mama no more
And papa ain't cheating on mama no more

Well I get to see mama 'bout every other week
The world on her shoulders and a tear on her cheek
She'll be in the ground 'fore I'm up for parole
But papa ain't beating on mama no more
Papa ain't cheating on mama no more
My papa ain't hurting my mama no more
That's for damn sure

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