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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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Mac Davis

Your Side Of The Bed

 

Your Side Of The Bed

(album: Mac Davis - 1973)


Lord, I miss you
I just can't get it
Through my weary head
You're really gone

I just can't believe it
But all of a sudden
I've got too much pain
For one man alone

The nights drag by
And it gets harder all the time
To go to sleep without
Your soft skin touching mine

And I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock

Ringing half past eight
With that old familiar hunger
And my arms wrapped
Round your shadow
I woke up on your side of the bed

Another funky morning
Sunday's dead and Monday's
Dripping down my window pane

I wake up shaking
Staring at the walls and
Listening to the lonesome
Sound of falling rain

I just can't make myself
Believe that you don't care
I keep on dreaming
I'll wake up and you'll be there

And I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock

And I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock

Lord, I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock
Ringing half past eight...

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