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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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Gary Stewart

Little Junior

 

Little Junior

(album: Little Junior - 1978)


Ah, my daddy wore a Stetson and a hundred dollar suit
Developed a craving for the black man's blues
At five point sturdy, knew his way 'round the tables
Let it down boys, I'm taking it home to the

Baby little junior, such a sad child
I only got two months and I'm going through this town

Well, like my daddy I've been around too
And as far as cravings I've got quite a few
Tall naked women, diamonds and cars
Old age whiskey and all night bars

Do their boogie and the weed they smoke
Sitting on, waiting for another toke
Like my loving when you lose your towel
You can bet your dollar she ain't coming around

Little junior, such a sad child
I only got two months and I'm going through this town

Raised without a mother, so I'ma mother myself
And I've been known to raise some hell
I yell out from the other side of town
And strange things happen you see when I'm around

All mamas and papas you better be on guard
And keep your little girl in the yard
I end up in jail, that was Saturday night
Well, I'm out on bail and for the [?]

Little junior, such a sad child
I only got two months and I'm going through this town, gone, gone

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