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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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Boz Scaggs

What's Number One

 

What's Number One

(album: Other Roads - 1988)


Those were high times back in Delhi
I was left for dead
Everybody beat it to L.A.
So the papers read
But I said
"No, this is not where I get dropped off
Keep the dough I'm here to blow the top off it"

Sixty-eight back in Chicago
Watched my friends all fall
Now they're waiting down in old Key Largo
For their man to call
All laid back
Sitting in the redwood sauna
Hanging slack
Like some dazed iguana

I'd choose
The bruised up moon over the sun
I'd lose
I guess I'm confused
What's number one
What's number one

I'm a fine one to be talking
Dig the mastermind
You see even if you hold the key
The doors locked from behind
But I left
I was playing out a lone part
I was deaf to whispers of my own heart

I'd choose
The bruised up moon over the sun
I'd lose
I guess I'm confused
What's number one
What's number one

Like a miner seeks that main gold vein
I'll search on
Cutting through against the grain
Keeps me sane

I'd choose
The bruised up moon over the sun
I'd lose
I guess I'm confused
What's number one
What's number one

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