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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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John Hiatt

How Bad's The Coffee

 

How Bad's The Coffee

(album: Beneath This Gruff Exterior - 2003)


How long you been working here?
Well what do you know about that?
Its been thirty years or so
Since i bothered looking back
It was right in front of me
But now i'm running behind
To get my butt caught up well i need a cup
Of the nastiest shit you can find

[Chorus:]
How Bad's the coffee
How good's the pie
If you call me " honey"
Honey, i'm gonna cry
A whole lot of sugar
A little pinch of salt
You cut my bitter
With your sweet talk

I don't want no cappuccino
A whole lotta latte won't get me through
I got an iron will, and a gut like a still
I could use a stronger brew
One eye doubles my eyesight
So things don't lock half bad
Be twice as good, honey if i could
Even make you a little bit mad

[Chorus:]
How Bad's the coffee
How good's the pie
If you call me " honey"
Honey, i'm gonna cry
A whole lot of sugar
A little pinch of salt
You cut my bitter
With your sweet talk

I would call you an angel
But honey, you'd know better than that
Just a trucker's dream whit a coconut cream
And a nasty old cup of black
Not a word about faded glory
Not an trace of bitterness
You leave irony to the likes of me
Cause we don't share your finesse

[Chorus:]
How Bad's the coffee
How good's the pie
If you call me " honey"
Honey, i'm gonna cry
A whole lot of sugar
A little pinch of salt
You cut my bitter
With your sweet talk

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