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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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Steve Forbert

Sadly Sorta Like A Soap Opera

 

Sadly Sorta Like A Soap Opera

(album: Jackrabbit Slim - 1979)


The walls close in around you
And he won't be home to night
He's out somewhere a-gambling
And perhaps he's in a fight
And yes, you know about the women
And you know there's three or four
And perhaps he's out there laughing now
And dancing round the floor

And yes, you try to make the best of it
Which isn't much I know
You'd thought you had your fill of it
You see that it wasn't so...
No...

Now your babes are sleeping soundly
And you hang your head and think
He damn near broke your nose last night
And all he does is drink
And as the wind blows at the windows
And the clouds go 'bout the moon
The walls close in around you
And your sadness fills the room

And yes, you try to make the best of it
Which isn't much I know
You'd thought you had your fill of it
But you see that it wasn't so...
No...

You know you make your own decisions
And you live the life you choose
I watch it from the sidelines
And it sure gives me the blues
You know you're sure to find me waiting
Should you ever come around
I am the one who loves you
While he drives you further down

And yes, you try to make the best of it
Which isn't much I know
You'd thought you had your fill of it
But you see that it wasn't so...
No...
No, babe

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