Where Do You go to My Lovely
Peter Sarstedt
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You | talk like Marlene | Dietrich |
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And you | dance like Zizi Jean | maire |
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Your | clothes are all made by | Balmain |
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And there's | diamonds and pearls in your | hair | | | | | | |
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You | live in a fancy a | ppartement |
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Of the | Boulevard of St. Mi | chel |
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Where you | keep your Rolling Stones | records |
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And a | friend of Sacha Di | stel | | | | | | |
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But | where do you go to my | lovely |
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| When you're alone in your | bed |
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| Tell me the thoughts that sur | round you |
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I | want to look inside your | head | | | | | | |
I've seen all your qualifications | |
You got from the Sorbonne | |
And the painting you stole from Picasso | |
Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does | |
When you go on your summer vacation | |
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit | |
You get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs | |
When the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz | |
With the others of the jet-set | |
And you sip your Napoleon Brandy | |
But you never get your lips wet | |
Your name is heard in high places | |
He sent you a racehorse for christmas | |
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh ha-ha | |
They say that when you get married | |
It'll be to a millionaire | |
But they don't realize where you came from | |
And I wonder if they really care, they give a damn | |
I remember the back streets of Naples | |
Two children begging in rags | |
Both touched with a burning ambition | |
To shake off their lowly brown tags, yes they try | |
So look into my face Marie-Claire | |
And remember just who you are | |
Then go and forget me forever | |
'Cause I know you still bear the scar, deep inside, yes you do | |
I know where you go to my lovely | |
When you're alone in your bed | |
I know the thoughts that surround you | |
'Cause I can look inside your head | |
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