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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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Trooper

Real Canadians

 

Real Canadians

(album: Untitled (Trooper 1980) - 1980)


It was a cold night in a hot town
When the alderman's wife pulled her shirt down
She was on to Tommy like a cheap suit
She thought his hair was cute or something

It was a cold night in a hot town
When the alderman's wife let her guard down
She was so excited she could hardly speak
The tequila swept her off her feet or something

There's a million stories in the naked dominion
Coast to coast
The real Canadians, the real Canadians

It was a hot night in a cold town
When a young accountant let his hair down
I must admit he was a cute fruit
But Harley gave him the boot anyway

There's a million stories in the naked dominion
Coast to coast
The real Canadians, the real Canadians

At a retirement party in a naval town
A Canadian groupie laid her guns down
When we asked her if she was really ready
She said she and Jesus were going steady

There's a million stories in the naked dominion
Coast to coast
The real Canadians, the real Canadians, the real Canadians...

From the Malahat, to Kitimat, to Medicine Hat to Uranium City
From Thunder Bay, to Saint Jervais,
all the way to St. Johns, Newfoundland
The real Canadians...

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