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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

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Mrs. Adams

 

Mrs. Adams

(album: Hang - 2017)


Here I am
In this Hollywood bar
Press my face against the glass
Can't you see I'm making reservations?
Ah, for her birthday
Hey, Mrs. Adams
What you doing now with your gun in your mouth?

You jokers and clowns you just feel down
Hey!

Oh, I got to go with you
Don't you believe 'em
Do you seem 'em coming down?
'Cause you'll end up in the ground
Ah hey, Jackie
Can't you seem 'em coming down from her attic [?]
That's me and it doesn't feel down
You just feel down on your birthday
Yeah, go on Mrs. Adams with your corpse in her attic on her birthday
[?] to seventy
Oh, God, it's almost eleven
Whoa, you got to go
You got to go

Oh, I got to go

Poor Mrs. Adams in the snow
Now I'm hanging from her robe

Huh!
Just hang on, Mrs. Adams
You spend your money now but you know you got to wait, yeah
Just hang on, Mrs. Adams
Put the pieces back down and crack 'em together
Just hang on, Mrs. Adams
You spend your money now but you know you got to wait, yeah
Just hang on, Mrs. Adams
Put the pieces back down and crack 'em together

Mrs. Adams!

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