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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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Jacob Whitesides

Not My Type At All

 

Not My Type At All

(album: A Piece Of Me - 2015)


She's got tangled hair and cigarettes
Cursing like a sailor on the ocean in her eyes
But she's not my type at all
Five star dinner with a t-shirt on
Laughing too loud and a bit too long
And I think she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven

No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all

She's got a plastic ring on her left hand from her boyfriend
And a chip on her shoulder from her mom
And she's not my type at all
It's all so right
It's also wrong
Probably be gone by the end of this song
And she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven

No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
No she's not, no she's not, no she's not
No she's not my type at all

I am something else
When she says my name
Heaven bound, I lose myself
But she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingers
She's got pieces, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven, heaven

No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all

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