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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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Still Hanging 'Round

 

Still Hanging 'Round

(album: What's A Few Men? - 1987)


It's Friday night again
A week's worth of pride is in your pocket
Mixed feelings in your head
And a mixed drink in your hand

See the stale smoke come down
On the staircase we linger
Come hang around with me
Cause I've got nothing planned

And I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round

We'll go another round
As the grey morning leans against the window
Your head is in your hands
And yesterday's in pieces

Come drift with me
Through the empty nightclub doorway
We'll kick the can around
'Til all memory ceases

And I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round

Put your hands back in ya pocket
Ya got nothing left to fear
When the doorman says
"You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here!"

And I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round
I'll still be hanging round
[continue to fade]

done

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