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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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Loudon Wainwright III

Down Drinking At The Bar

 

Down Drinking At The Bar

(album: Attempted Mustache - 1973)


Well, I call you up on the phone: nobody's at home
Then I do my usual thing: I let the telephone ring and ring and ring
I'm standing at a phone booth, coping with the ugly truth

You see, I know where you are... I know where you are
You're down drinking at the bar

I can picture you there on that stool, drinking like a drunken fool
Yeah, you're sitting there on your ass, muttering into your glass
Paying for your lowlife thrills with wet quarters and soggy one dollar bills

I know where you are, baby
You're down drinking at the bar

Dean Martin's on the jukebox, I bet
Or maybe it's Tammy Wynette
The tearjerkers are jerking your tears
Salt water in your whiskey and your beers
You've got the Miller High Life bouncing balls
You've got the Utica Club waterfalls

I know where you are, oh ho
You're down at the bar
You're down at the bar

Go ahead get drunk, it's alright
Lost weekend on a Tuesday night
But I'm going to have to give you the score
I'm not going to call you up on the telephone no more
I'm sick and tired of listening to that phone ring 15 times
I'm sick and tired of getting back my dimes

Because I know what you are
You're at sot, that's what you are
I know what you are
You're a lush
You got a big red nose

I know where you are, baby
I know where you are
You're down drinking at the bar

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