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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

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Stephen Lynch

Vanilla Ice Cream

 

Vanilla Ice Cream

(album: The Craig Machine - 2005)


Have a seat and listen,
Please don't say a thing.
In matters of the heart sometimes,
The truth will have a sting.

Just don't take it personally:
This is no attack.
But we will never last, because I'm white
And you are... also white.

I only like black girls, the brown girls, the café au lait.
Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.
If you're a nubian,
I want you to be in
Every fantasy,
But if you're a whitey,
Say nighty-nighty,
You're just not the girl for me.

Oh, I hate vanilla ice cream, I like chocolate instead.
I hope she likes her soul food with a little Wonder Bread.
Don't call it Jungle Fever, 'cause that just isn't right.
I am not a racist: some of my best friends are white.

I just prefer black girls, the brown girls, the café au lait.
Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.
If you're a cracker,
You better get blacker,
Or else you best get out.
It is no mystery,
I like a sister, see,
That's what I'm talking about.

Our wedding song will be "Ebony and Ivory",
And we'll sing Christmas carols 'round the old Kwanza tree.
But color is not the issue here: it's dignity, it's class.
It's all about her heart. ... OK, it's partly about that ass!

I want me some black girl, the brown girl, the café au lait.
Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.
If you're a honkey,
You're singing the wrong key,
It's the honest truth.
The skin that she's dwelling in
Must contain melanin:
That is the Fountain of Youth.

Thomas Jefferson.

Robert DeNiro.

David Bowie.

To a certain extent... Ted Dansen.

Strom Thurmond!! Strom Thurmond!! Yeeeahh...

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