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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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Hop Along

Kids On The Boardwalk

 

Kids On The Boardwalk

(album: Get Disowned - 2012)


José pushed me on the swing
Explained what it was that a B.J meant
His stories were dark and deep like
His eyes your eyes so full of secrets
I guess I loved you right when
My mom said your mom's a lesbian
It's been so long I probably wouldn't know you
If I saw you again

I followed Eric, second through fifth grade
His raspy voice down the long hallway
He liked the dirty drawings I made
Girls with impossible breasts
I tried to sell him one for fifty cents
Now they're in the back of Mrs. Waltz's desk
And I hope I never see that boy again

Young love is in the air
Young love is cheap, I mean, it's everywhere
This ain't no statement of knowledge
It's just my defense

I've been ignoring the cost
Is this love is this love that I've lost
Worst of all ain't nothing big ain't nothing big
About this at all
Honey, I don't want to
Be ok with never
Seeing you again

You kids on the boardwalk
Come back in
To the dry choked up land

I want truth in beauty
I want to love someone simply
I want truth in beauty
I want to love something
Without it having to need me

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