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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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Da Vinci's Notebook

Ally McBeal

 

Ally McBeal

(album: The Life And Times Of Mike Fanning - 2000)


Once upon a time you were on prime time
Made the Monday lineup on Fox at 9: 00, didn't you?
Your complaints and whines while defending crimes
In your high hemlines made Gloria Steinem spit on you

And all the '90s women heed your call
And share your deep desire to have it all
But they don't see the way you stay so small
Behind the locked door of the bathroom stall
Sitting there, hunched over and purging your last meal

Ally McBeal
Ally McBeal
Nothing but skin and bone
Just like a Kate Moss clone
Without no muscle tone
Like a skele-tone

You can try to lie, say your metabolism's high
But I ain't gonna buy it when you're outsized by Ethiopians
And I just can't stand you in your damn flannel jammies
Dancing 'round, planning which man'll get the grand tour of your fallopians

I just don't get what all the people see
In your self-involvement and hypocrisy
Your Pop-Tart feminism and cheap neuroses
As I stare into the vacuum of my T.V
Scratching my head and trying to understand your appeal

Ally McBeal
Ally McBeal
Think of all the chunks you've blown
And all the up you've thrown
Into your porcelain throne
Regurgitati-one

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