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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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My Private Joy

 

My Private Joy

(album: Sings To Sandy (And All His Other Girls) - 1963)


Oh well Susie is a doozy with a pony tail
She wears gold polish on her fingernails
I ain't gonna let her meet another boy
I'm gonna keep her for my private joy
Yeah!

I use to go and Peggy Sue with a gingerbread
But never heard the bell ringing in my head
But now my head is banging like a ding dong toy
You better stay away from my private joy
Yeah!

Oh don't you call her on a week because she won't be home
You'll waste all your money on that telephone
We're going pretty steady I'm telling you
I've built a wall of love around her so you can't break through
A package from a hip teenage dream
Her skin looks just like peaches and cream
She's got idol love every teenage boy, lucky me
She's my private joy
Yes!

Oh don't you call her on a week because she's not at home
You'll waste all your money on that telephone
We're going pretty steady I'm telling you
There's a wall around her so you can't break through
A package from a hip teenage dream
Her skin looks just like peaches and cream
She's got idol love every teenage boy, I'm so lucky
She's my private joy
Woo!

Lucky me, she's my private joy
Lucky me, she's my private joy
I'm gonna keep her for my private joy

done

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