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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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Waylon Jennings

I Could Write A Book About You

 

I Could Write A Book About You

(album: Clean Shirt - 1991)


Well, I know you like a brother.
And I know you as well.
There's some things we could talk about,
some things we'd never tell.
A few things in particular, an episode or two.
I could write a book about you.

(Now listen to this.)
Big Betty wore a lot of make-up. Didn't she sweat a lot?
The Maybelline ran like a river whenever she got hot.
Last time I saw Betty, as best as I can recall,
you were riding her piggyback down that motel hall.

(Hey, wait a minute! That ain't true.)
That's not the way I remember it.
You're lying like a rug on the floor.
The only Betty that I can remember,
I remember was yours.

(Sure!)
And since you brought up the subject,
let's talk about your taste in art.
The windows and walls and the ceilings and floors
you mighta got a little too dark.
And there's a motel out in Fresno
where neither one of us can go back.
You had a thing about yellow and green
so you painted the whole room black.

That ain't the way I remember it.
Seems like I had a little help.
You weren't along just for the ride.
You hit a few strokes yourself.

(Yeah!)
Well, I know you like a brother.
And I know you as well.
There's some things we could talk about,
some things we'd never tell.
A few things in particular, an episode or two.
I could write a book about you.
(But you don't have to worry. I ain't gonna do it, Waylon.)
(I hope not!)
I could write a book about you.

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