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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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Wade Bowen

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AM/FM

(album: Hold My Beer, Vol. 2 - 2020)


Bobblehead Jesus bouncing on the dash
White freightliner riding on my ass
These folks around here living way too fast
I've gotta find me an exit sign
An old black top with a yellow line
Change my interstate of mind

Give me an AM station on an FM Road
A cold one chilling in the console
A full tank of gas and nowhere to go
Roll down the window, roll up a smoke
A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat
Tapping her toes to the backbeat
Some old school country gold
On an AM station on an FM Road

See some little white churches and some big red barns
All those low river crosses and the cattle guards
That big old moon and some shooting stars
The cryin of an old pedal steel guitar

Give me an AM station on an FM Road
A cold one chilling in the console
A full tank of gas and nowhere to go
Roll down the window, roll up a smoke
A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat
Tapping her toes to the backbeat
Some old school country gold
On an AM station on an FM Road

Give me an AM station on an FM Road
A cold one chilling in the console
A full tank of gas and nowhere to go
Roll down the window, roll up a smoke
A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat
Tapping her toes to the backbeat
Some old school country gold
On an AM station on an FM Road

Give me an AM station on an FM Road
A cold one chilling in the console
A full tank of gas and nowhere to go
Roll down the window, roll up a smoke
A hot little pistol in the shotgun seat
Tapping her toes to the backbeat
Some old school country gold
On an AM station on an FM Road

Road

done

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