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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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Tammy Wynette

Brown Paper Bag

 

Brown Paper Bag

(album: I Still Believe In Fairy Tales - 1975)


She cleans off the table throws the dishes in the sink
And gently hangs her apron on the floor
In minutes she's back down at the magazine rack
In the back corner of the corner grocery store

She reads of movie queens in those photo magazines
Then fondles four or five she's gonna buy
Now she's taking her life home in a brown paper bag
To read about who's living her life

He fires up his pickup he just got off the graveyard
And he trudges down the road home to another
Cause life's so dang dead in the house where he's been dying
He wonders why the heck he even bothers

So he stops off at a water hole and picks up a pint
The most perfect peace of mind two bucks can buy
Now he's taking his life home in a brown paper bag
Instead of just taking his lie

He's sitting there in his undershirt just guzzling down his gin
She'd lied on her satin sheets loving her leading men
And neither one of them can look the other in the eyes
And now the two brown paper bags are just two garbage cans that used to hold their lives
And now all the riches that they shared have turned to rags
Cause now every day they take their lives home in two brown paper bags

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