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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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Chuck Berry

Bordeaux In My Pirough

 

Bordeaux In My Pirough

(album: San Francisco Dues - 1971)


So long, Jean, got a little show, thanks for the Bordeaux
I got to go, push my pirough way down the bayou
They got a band up on the stand and a beautiful light show
Au revoir, Jean, dig the show from up on the plateau

In my pirough, with my Bordeaux, out on the bayou
Creeping along, singing a song, c'est, c'est bon, bon
Playing the music on my acoustic Spanish guitaro
Having a duet with my coquette out on the bayou

It's growing night, we've got no lights out on the bayou
Beautiful trip, think we'll sip some of my Bordeaux
Two more miles going wild to play my acoustic
See them stand to clap their hands to hear my music

One more mile, we rested awhile and sipped on some Bordeaux
While we's grooving, a fog was moving in on the bayou
On my knee, just couldn't see the front of my pirough
We didn't mind, we just reclined and sipped some more Bordeaux

Ay-ay, Jean, I missed the show up on the plateau
Si vous plait, push my pirough back up the bayou
No see the band, no see the stand, no see the light show
Ahh, Jean, we had a show out on the bayou

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