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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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James Reyne

Trouble In Paradise

 

Trouble In Paradise

(album: Hard Reyne - 1989)


Freshly showered jet jockey's
In the Chico Club bar
Drinking neat Wild Turkey
They smoke Havana Cigars
Screaming MIG fighter
In the Latin night
Big steel freighter
To dock they might

And the soldier had his problems
On and on it goes
Please excuse me
Well it's all buckles and bows

Say goodbye
We gotta fly
There's trouble in paradise
Say goodbye

They were moving on the noon tide
Along the bustling breeze
Gunning in a speed boat
Along the Florida Keys
All that dirty money
The Don Manuel
All that artillery
They're going straight to hell to hell

And we've all got our problems
Each and everyday
We could all move to Noosa
But that's not running away

Say goodbye

And we've all got our problems
Each and everyday
We could all move to Miami
But that's not running away

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