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Я перепробовал много способов запоминать английские слова и нашел для себя самый действенный!

Все слова песен, которые мы слышали за всю жизнь, уже есть у нас в памяти. Просто мы не обращали на них внимание, но они у нас уже все на слуху!

Я заметил что когда ты узнаешь новое слово именно из песни, которую ты уже слышал до этого, то ты навсегда знаешь перевод этого слова и никогда его не забудешь!

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Находим песни, которые мы уже слышали.

Добавляем себе все незнакомые из них слова.

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Bishop Briggs

Baby

 

Baby


He likes zombies
And the apocalypse
He's got some black magic up in those fingertips
Got a gold tooth
And a shared car
He's running his mouth yeah he's got a few scars

And I love the way that
He puts my seat back
Looks at me
Pulls a joint out his backpack
Ayy, Ayy
Ride or die every night every day

My baby's got a fucked up head
Doesn't matter 'cause he's so damn good in bed
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby
My baby's misunderstood
How could something so bad look so damn good
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby

Doing stupid shit
When he drinks too much
But he looks good in leather so I don't give a fuck
And his Gucci shoes
Sharing Juicy Fruit
And I got that sugar, sugar for his sweet tooth

And I like the way that we walk the train tracks
Fogging low, windows up, on the way back
Ayy, Ayy
Ride or die every night every day

My baby's got a fucked up head
Doesn't matter 'cause he's so damn good in bed
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby
My baby's misunderstood
How could something so bad look so damn good
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby

Sometimes I run my fingers through his hair
Think of the crazy shit that's under there
Angel and devil and that jet black stare
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that

My baby's got a fucked up head
Doesn't matter 'cause he's so damn good in bed
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby
My baby's misunderstood
How could something so bad look so damn good
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah he's fucking crazy but he's still my baby

готово

Ты добавил себе все незнакомые слова из этой песни?