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Where Do You Go To My Lovely

Höfundur lags: Peter Sarstedt Höfundur texta: Peter Sarstedt Flytjandi: Peter Sarstedt Sent inn af: cazteclo
You [C]talk like Marlene [Em]Dietrich
And you [Dm]dance like Zizi Jean[G]maire
Your [C]clothes are all made by [Em]Balmain
And there`s [Dm]diamonds and pearls in your [G]hair[G/F]    [G/E]    [G/D]    

You [C]live in a fancy a[Em]ppartement
Of the [Dm]Boulevard of St. Mi[G]chel
Where you [C]keep your Rolling Stones [Em]records
And a [Dm]friend of Sacha Di[G]stel[G/F]    [G/E]    [G/D]    

But [C]where do you go to my [Em]lovely
[Dm]When you're alone in your [G]bed  
[C]Tell me the thoughts that sur[Em]round you
I [Dm]want to look inside your [G]head[G/F]    [G/E]    [G/D]    

I've [C]seen all your qualifi[Em]cations
You [Dm]got from the Sor[G]bonne
And the [C]painting you stole from Pi[Em]casso
Your [Dm]loveliness goes on and [G]on, yes[G/F] it     [G/E]does    [G/D]    

When you [C]go on your summer [Em]vacation
You [Dm]go to Juan-les-[G]Pines
With your [C]carefully designed top[Em]less swimsuit
You [Dm]get an even sun[G]tan, on your[G/F] back and on your [G/E]legs    [G/D]    

When the [C]snow falls you're found in St. [Em]Moritz
With the [Dm]others of the [G]jet-set
And you [C]sip your Napoleon [Em]Brandy
But you [Dm]never get your lips [G]wet  [G/F]    [G/E]    [G/D]    

But [C]where do you go to my [Em]lovely
[Dm]When you're alone in your [G]bed  
[C]Tell me the thoughts that sur[Em]round you
I [Dm]want to look inside your [G]head[G/F]yes    [G/E]I do    [G/D]    

Your [C]name is heard in high [Em]places
You [Dm]know the Aga [G]Khan
He [C]sent you a racehorse for [Em]christmas
And you [Dm]keep it just for [G]fun, for a [G/F]laugh [G/E]haha    [G/D]    

They [C]say that when you get [Em]married
It'll [Dm]be to a million[G]aire
But they [C]don't realize where you [Em]came from
And I [Dm]wonder if they really [G]care, they give a [G/F]damn    [G/E]    [G/D]    

But [C]where do you go to my [Em]lovely
[Dm]When you're alone in your [G]bed  
[C]Tell me the thoughts that sur[Em]round you
I [Dm]want to look inside your [G]head[G/F]    [G/E]    [G/D]    

I [C]remember the back streets of [Em]Naples
Two [Dm]children begging in [G]rags
Both [C]touched with a burning [Em]ambition
To [Dm]shake off their lowly brown [G]tags, yes they [G/F]try    [G/E]    [G/D]    

So [C]look into my face Marie-[Em]Claire
And [Dm]remember just who you [G]are  
Then [C]go and forget me [Em]forever
`Cause I [Dm]know you still bear the [G]scar, deep [G/F]inside, yes you [G/E]do    [G/D]    

I [C]know where you go to my [Em]lovely
[Dm]When you're alone in your [G]bed  
I [C]know the thoughts that sur[Em]round you
`Cause [Dm]I can look inside your [G]head[G/F]    [G/E]    [G/D]    

You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there`s diamonds and pearls in your hair

You live in a fancy appartement
Of the Boulevard of St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha Distel

But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
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
You go to Juan-les-Pines
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

But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your headyesI do

Your name is heard in high places
You know the Aga Khan
He sent you a racehorse for christmas
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh haha

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

But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head

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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