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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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Colette Carr

Malibooty

 

Malibooty

(album: Sex Sells Stay Tooned - 2010)


[Ya Boy:]
Ain't nothing but a Malibu Party

[Colette Carr:]
27 miles, scenic beauty

Got a pocketful of hunks, gon' make some change
Got a pocketful of ones, gon' make it rain
Gotta rock it 'til we're dumb and make it bang
And being in the boot don't mean you're famous
Wipe these like a kid in the candy store
While she needs a sip to dance some more
Malibu rum, taking you out and dropping it down like your bank account

Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!)
Summertime beach-town girls
Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!)
Summertime beach-town girls

[Ya Boy:]
Yeah
Pacific Coast Highway, my way
Getting high on the beach, I might fly away
Got my Corona, my marijuana
My beach bunny in a Maula Bona
Open the lamp bowl [?], light girls shit there
Half-in, smashed off, woo! Rick Flare!
Malibu blowing on it's homegrown
And I'm so gone; E.T., phone home

Summertime beach-town girls
Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!)
Summertime beach-town girls
Summertime beach-town girls

[Colette Carr:]
Ain't nothing wrong with a lil cake on me
We got Malibu looking like a bakery
Now she's like the kid in the candy store
While he's trying to peek in her panty drawer
Not mad at you; cake is the answer
Malibu-shake, belly dancer
Girl's got junk, working that samba
Breezy day, PCH
Living life the easy way
Coastin, red-cup toasting
Wiggling toes in the sand by the ocean

Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!)
Summertime beach-town girls
Summertime beach-town girls
Summertime beach-town girls

Summertime beach-town girls
Summertime beach-town girls
Summertime beach-town...

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