Sex and Dying In High Society

you started out that way
 you'd do anything to stay
 and keep your money boys
 made of silver and gold
 and keep your pekinese,
 turkish cigarettes
 and your lighter that looks like a gun
 so you marry your daddy
 with a different name
 that's 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 fall asleep
 and there's a masturbating
 getting underneath your belt
 that's sex and dying in high society
 sex and dying in high society
 sex and dying in high society
 sex and dying in high society
 and now you tell 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
 that's sex and dying in high society
 sex and dying in high society
 sex and dying in high society
 sex and dying in high society