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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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Chely Wright

Mexico

 

Mexico

(album: I Am The Rain - 2016)


I wait on tables here
Ain't quite how I planned it
Pay's not that great, but I do alright in tips

I took the job to get me by
When my husband left me stranded
I still don't know just where the hell he is

After dark, six nights a week
I pull this apron snug
Glance up at a dusty TV blaring local news

Then I'm everybody's best friend
Dealing coffee like a drug
The whole place smells like fries and diesel fuel

Every shift is different
And every shift's the same
Someone's driving to the Promised Land
Or they're running from the pain
It's mostly long-haul truckers, runaways and thieves
Everybody's got somewhere to go
They all stop here on their way to Mexico

I still think about that gal
Who came from Tucumcari
Off to find her sister that she just found out she had

And those young lovers on the run
She wasn't old enough to marry
Then the cops showed up with one really pissed off dad

Every shift is different
And every shift's the same
Someone's driving to the Promised Land
Or they're running from the pain
It's mostly long-haul truckers, runaways and thieves
Everybody's got somewhere to go
They all stop here on their way to Mexico

With each passing of a season
I wonder if I'm stuck
Or maybe I'm waiting for a reason
Or a helping of good luck

It's mostly long-haul truckers, runaways and me
Maybe I'll head south again, who knows
We all stop here on our way to Mexico

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