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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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The Stranglers

Ain't Nothin' To It

 

Ain't Nothin' To It

(album: La Folie - 1981)


Back up boy forty five feet
Always looking for a freebie
Why don't you let up sometime
Hawks out here with his axe n' me with this lead sheet on
Trying to scuffle up those two's n' fews
For uncle so's I can bail out my full orchestration
Looks like he got me but this cat wouldn't feed
Grass to a horse in a concrete pasture
He's so tight he wouldn't buy a pair of shorts for a flea
Just look at him n' dig that vine
All off tome his strollers look like he's ready to
Jump he's playing ketchup n' I got to tighten his wig
Hold it down n' I'll come up with line two like I said
Ain't nothing to it, just here
Ain't nothing to it, just here
Ain't nothing ain't nothing to it just here
I saw that dinner up the street guzzling foam in
The drinkden and the sharks are dropping the shucks
Like the yellow kid trying to tighten her and
Weaving the four f's all around her
I nixed her out long ago, man, she's too sometimey
She will and she won't
She do and she don't always on the fence and
Sleeps with her glasses on
Man
Man
Ain't nothing ain't nothing to it just here
She's faust to me, so skip it and forget it
She's faust to me, so skip it and forget it

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