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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

My Baby

 

My Baby

(album: The Open Road - 2010)


My baby puts her hairspray on
With a lit cigarette in her mouth
Takes her fingernail polish off
Speeding down some rural route
Got a carburetor so leaned out
I think she's burning Pam
I'm the son of a locker salesman
She calls me her lover man

Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my :

Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

She once trained a horse to do cartwheels
Put a coyote in a sleeper hold
Her heart's been pierced by love repeatedly
But her mind is magnetic and bold
All she ever got outta women's college
Was some kind of fifth degree
Seems she couldn't keep her skirts
Far enough down below her knee

Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my...

Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

When that sun comes up
She'll be deadheading all alone
She's been up all night
Just trying to beat that red guy home

She brings me coffee in her careless panties
Hickory cane and an old straw hat
Fringe velcro'd to a buckskin jacket
Cause daddy never let her leave the house looking like that

She's so beautiful it hurts my feelings
I think she's been around once or twice
A thousand years of hearts she's been stealing
I'm happy to pay love's sacrifice

Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my...

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