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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!

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Joe Bonamassa

Tennessee Plates

 

Tennessee Plates

(album: Dust Bowl - 2011)


I woke up in a hotel, didn't know what to do
I turned the TV on, wrote a letter to you
The news was talking 'bout a dead man upon the interstate
Seems they looking for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates

Well since I left California baby, things have gotten worse
Seems the land of opportunity for me is just a curse
Tell that judge in Bakersfield, my trial I'll have to wait
They're looking for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates

It was somewhere in Nevada, it was cold outside
She was shivering in the dark, so I offered her a ride
Three bank jobs later, four cars hotwired
We crossed the Mississippi like an oil slick fire, Yeah!

Yeah If they'd known what we was up to they wouldn't let us in
Now we landed in Memphis like original sin
Elvis Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates
Oh, see we're looking for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates

Man, there must have been a dozen of them parked in that garage
There wasn't one Lincoln and there wasn't one Dodge
Wasn't one Japanese model or make
Just pretty, pretty Cadillacs' with Tennessee plates

She saw him singing once when she was seventeen
And ever since that day she's been living in between
I was never king of nothing but that wild weekend
Anyway he wouldn't care, hell he gave them to his friends

This ain't no hotel I'm writing you from
The Tennessee prison up at Brushy Mountain
Where yours sincerely's doing five to eight
Stamping out my time making Tennessee plates

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