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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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Marianne Faithfull

Mad About The Boy (from "Twentieth-Century Blues: The Songs Of Noël Coward" compilation)

 

Mad About The Boy (from "Twentieth-Century Blues: The Songs Of Noël Coward" compilation)


I met him at a party just a couple of years ago
He was rather over-hearty and ridiculous
But as I'd seen him on the screen he cast a certain spell
I'd basked in his attraction
For a couple of hours or so
His manners were a fraction too meticulous
If he was real or not, I couldn't tell
But like a silly fool I fell

Mad about the boy
I know it's stupid
To be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it
But must admit
The sleepless nights
I've had about the boy

On the silver screen
He melts my foolish heart
In every single scene
Although I'm quite aware
That here and there
Are traces of a cad about the boy
Lord knows I'm not a fool girl
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a schoolgirl
In the flurry of her first affair
Will it ever cloy
This odd diversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane
And young again
And all because
I'm mad about the boy

It seems a little silly
For a girl of my age and weight
To walk down Piccadilly in a haze of light
It ought to take her a good deal more
To take a bad girl down
I should've been exempt for my particular kind of fate
As taught me such contempt for every phase of love
And now I've been and spent my love torn crown
To weep about a painted clown

Mad about the boy
It's pretty funny
But I'm mad about the boy
He has a gay appeal that makes me feel
There's maybe something sad about the boy

Walking down the street
His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
I can't believe it's true
But when I'm blue, in some strange way
I'm glad about the boy

I'm hardly sentimental
Love isn't so sublime
I have to pay my rental
And I can't afford to waste much time
If I could employ a little magic
That would finally destroy
This dream that pains me and it shames me
But I can't because I'm mad about the boy

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