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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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Bobby Goldsboro

Little Green Apples

 

Little Green Apples

(album: Honey - 1968)


And I wake up in the morning with my hair down in my eyes and she says hi
And I stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are going off to school goodbye
And she reaches out and takes my hand and squeezes it and says how you feeling hon
Then I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart and then I see my morning sun

And if that's not loving me
Then all I've got to say

Is god didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such thing as doctor Suess
Disneyland and mother goose no nursery rhyme
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when myself is feeling low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind

Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy
And ask her if she'd get away and meet me and maybe we could grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she's doing and she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late
But she sits waiting patiently and smiles when she first sees me 'cause she's made that way

And if that ain't loving me
Then all I've got to say

Is god didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
There's no such think as make believe puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when myself is feeling low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind

done

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