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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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Justin Stone

Saturday Nights

 

Saturday Nights


I'll wrap up my bones
And leave them out of this home
Out on the road

My mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights, yeah
My mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights, yeah

I miss you when you're sober, hate it when you drink
You say you almost love me but can't give it up for me
Fuck that bottle, you know I hate getting texts
Saying, "Sorry, I fucked up tonight, got with my ex."
And I'm half the world away, but damn it I'm still staying loyal
And I could have like any girl, but for you I ignored them
'Fore you I'm a fiend, for me that shit ain't normal
Cut off every girl that's on my roster and now I'm feeling dumb
Should've known this would've happened
Should've known you were the same
'Cause every girl I've dated I thought I could fucking change
But I'm just foolish as you take one to the brain
Hope you think of me every time he tries to say your name, yeah
That boy's a pussy, alway trying to get you turned
And when your inhibitions go, I'm the one you heard
I hate to say it, I just miss you when you're gone
Put that bottle down, even if it's only for that song, yeah

My mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights (yeah)
My mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights, yeah
My mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights, yeah
My mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights
Fuck those Saturday nights
Fuck those Saturday nights

I've read your book of love, you must think that you're slick
I think you need advice, but I'm not giving in
No, no, I'm not giving in
All your friends know I tried, so baby let me live
I'm looking at your Instagram, you been acting different
Sleeping with all the photographers that are taking your pictures
You lost every single friend you had when I was with ya
You traded gold for silver, girl, think of me when you kiss him
Sometimes I wanna tell you wait up, but then I don't
When I needed you to call, you were off the Patron
I hope the city treats you right, yeah
It gives you everything you like, yeah
Fuck them Saturday nights

My mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights
Fucking Saturday Nights
Yeah, my mind gets stressed
My, my, my, my mind gets stressed
Fuck those Saturday nights
Fucking Saturday Nights
Fuck those Saturday nights
Saturday Nights
Fuck those Saturday nights

And my mind gets stressed, thinking 'bout the past
Fuck those Saturday nights
And the time we spent, thinking 'bout what we had
Fuck those Saturday nights
Fu-fucking Saturday nights

done

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