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你好! 我是Lirkit !

我尝试了很多方法来记忆英语单词,最后找到了对我来说最有效的一种!

我们一生中听过的所有歌曲的歌词都已记在我们的记忆中。我们根本没有注意到他们,但我们都已经听到了!

我注意到,当你从一首以前听过的歌曲中学习一个新单词时,你已经永远知道这个单词的翻译,并且永远不会忘记它!

我想把这个方法分享给大家。所以,方案如下。

我们找到我们已经听过的歌曲。

我们添加了其中所有不熟悉的单词。

我们通过了记忆游戏的迷你测试。完毕

现在您已经认识了很多单词,您很快就会了解整个语言!

我打赌你会惊讶于这种方法的有效性!)

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Watsky

There And Back Again

 

There And Back Again

(专辑: A New Kind Of Sexy - 2011)


Sometimes I think I'm too honest
But to be honest I'm sick, I'm bubonic
But less black than the plague which is vague
Cause the Black Plague as a name's kinda ironic
in that most black folks don't actually kill entire populations of European people, or move chronic
Who said they move chronic?
Were you away cuz
Cause if you ever smoked bud you know trees make you cough like the plague does

I hold my smoke in, toke up, lightweight Yankee you'd faint from a baby buzz
Fuck you random English guy, take a long nap
This my song. Begone, move along chap
Bugger
Yeah, that's right, walk away bitch
Remember what my name is (WATSKY)
Good, now that square dude is gone we can party
Let's get some Mardis Gras beads, weed and bacardi
The weed's gone, that British nobleman smoked our shit
and no one noticed it
Who cares bro, I party sober, I'm over it
I'm with my dogs yo, my dobermans at In N Out
feeling dope and shit
It's a local thing I get the cheese fries, then go home for a boca burger and a mocha drink
I go to Yogurtland
I'm blowing smoke rings and speeding in the fast lane yodelling

Road soda tucked in the lap of the kid riding shotgun when the cops roll past motioning
For us to pull over but I don't, I roll through a toll booth
And then do donuts in the shoulder, knowing I'm the Sofa King
I won't brag
But believe me, I know swag
I'm feeling so sav
My friends in the backseat follow our police chase live on the plasma screen Headrest TVs that I don't have
They warn me about the spike strips I swerve, and I fly through the burbs, but then I hit the curb
And my tire pops
I flee on foot but get tired stop
And invite the the firefighters and the night cops out to iHop
this is the life, homie, why knock it
I get high fives when I pop the top off my beer bottle with my eye socket
And I'll be fine
I'm bleeding but the best beer goggles is to be blind

Is this seat taken?
Is that you British fool?
I can't see shit, but know there's a seat vacant
It's me
Well sit down dude, there's mad room
We just got food, but there's bound to be round two

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?