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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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Pat The Bunny

Song For A Supermarket Parking Lot

 

Song For A Supermarket Parking Lot

(album: The Volatile Utopian Real Estate Market - 2014)


On Mondays, I do the laundry at a twenty four hour place next to the Dollar Tree
I know that I could walk, but God I love to drive
I thought about calling and asking forgiveness
But hell, I'm afraid of the dogs that I live with
I guess you take it one thing at a time

I thought about Jesse on Tuesday morning;
Last I heard, he was still doped up in Portland
I could call and ask, but hell, I know he'd lie
Like my neighbor, he's got business
If you don't know about it, better keep your distance
Ain't no one on this street ever called a cop in their life

On Wednesday, ran into Connor
Drinking like he was already a goner
He said he'd like to change if he could grow a spine
I said: "When you talk like that, it makes me real nervous
No, don't be inviting me to your funeral service
Throw down your fucking chips, let's play for keeps this time."

Like on Thursday when you called and woke me up
I heard you started smoking crack again and got caught up
Catching cases, robbing houses, just to stay alive
So I hung up, I called Vanessa
And I told them that I left the rent on the dresser
It wasn't even half of three weeks late this time

On Fridays, I do the laundry
At the twenty-four hour place next to the Dollar Tree
Past the neighbors reaching heaven with their trucks so high
I thought about calling and asking forgiveness
But lately I don't even know what that word is
I've got police on my six, because they think it's a crime

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