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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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Sex And Dying In High Society

 

Sex And Dying In High Society

(album: Los Angeles - 1980)


You started out that way
You'd do anything to stay
And keep your money boys
Made of silver and gold
Keep your pekinese
Turkish cigarettes
And your lighter that looks like a gun
So you marry your daddy
With a different name

Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society

That pretty man of yours
The one hiding inside the director's clothes
The one who calls you dear
After banging away at you in the night
That one's just got to go
Every time you look at him
You could almost just fall asleep
And there's a masturbating
Getting underneath the bed
And now you tell

Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society

Now you told the maid
To burn you on your virgin back
With a curling iron
Hotter than hot
You say it's good enough
You say it's good enough
You say it's good enough
You say your pain is better
Than any kind of love

Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society
Sex and dying in high society

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