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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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Fun Lovin' Criminals

Big Night Out

 

Big Night Out

(album: 100% Colombian - 1998)


Axamillion morals, difference in opinion
I was with him, he had 7 jack and cokes in him
They had platform heels, nose job bills
And some look like their ill with the fucked up grill
Supermodels on my 'D', 1 2 3
He said "2 for you, 2 for me"
Face like a saint, sucking like a sinner
Cocaine makes you thinner, cocaine makes you thinner

I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'

Like Roger Grimsby on eye witness news
Man he'll tell you the truth while he's singing the blues
Just like gasarama on Avenue B
He'll check under the hood, man he'll teach you Tai Chi
He laughed and with a gesture bought a drinks for the girls
He said "You gotta have the love in this fucked up world"
You gotta have the love in this fucked up world
You gotta have that sweet, sweet love
That keeps you warm at night ooh bop bop shabba
You gotta have that love, for the world
The world ain't what it's cracked up, get it cracked up to be ha ha ha
Shoo be doo bop bop

I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'
I got supermodels on my 'D'

Can't you see, can't you see
That I got a supermodel on my 'D'...

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