Peter Sarstedt - Where do you go to my lovely

You t^Calk like Marlene Die^Emtrich And you d^Dmance like Zizi Jean^Gmaire Your clo^Cthes are all made by B^Emalmain Dm G (stay on G) And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are

You li^Cve in a fancy apartm^Ement Off the Bou^Dmlevard Saint-Mic^Ghel Where you k^Ceep your Rolling Stones re^Emcords Dm G (stay on G) And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do

But^C where do you go to my l^Emovely Wh^Dmen you're alone in your b^Ged Te^Cll me the thoughts that surround^Em you Dm G (stay on G) I want to look inside your head, yes I do

I've s^Ceen all your qualifica^Emtions You g^Dmot from the Sorbo^Gnne And the ^Cpainting you stole from Pic^Emasso Dm G (stay on G) Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does

When y^Cou go on your summer vaca^Emtion You ^Dmgo to Juan-les-Pi^Gns With yo^Cur carefully designed topless swi^Emmsuit Dm G (stay on G) You get an even suntan on your back and on your legs

And when ^Cthe snow falls you're found in Saint Mo^Emritz With the o^Dmthers of the jet-s^Get And you s^Cip your Napoleon bran^Emdy Dm G (stay on G) But you never get your lips wet, no you don't

B^Cut where do you go to my lov^Emely W^Dmhen you're alone in your b^Ged Won^C't you tell me the thoughts that surround ^Emyou Dm G (stay on G) I want to look inside your head, yes I do

Your na^Cme, it is heard in high pla^Emces Yo^Dmu know the Aga Kha^Gn He s^Cent you a racehorse for Christ^Emmas Dm G (stay on G) And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh, a-ha-ha-ha

They s^Cay that when you get mar^Emried It'll ^Dmbe to a millionai^Gre But they ^Cdon't realize where you came fr^Emom Dm G (stay on G) And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn

Wh^Cere do you go to my lov^Emely Wh^Dmen you're alone in your b^Ged Te^Cll me the thoughts that surround y^Emou Dm G (stay on G) I want to look inside your head, yes I do

I rem^Cember the back streets of Na^Emples Two chi^Dmldren begging in r^Gags Both tou^Cched with a burning ambit^Emion Dm G (stay on G) To shake off their lowly-born tags, so they try

So l^Cook into my face Marie-Cla^Emire And rem^Dmember just who you a^Gre Then g^Co and forget me forev^Emer Dm G (stay on G) But I know you still bear the scar, deep inside, yes you do

I kn^Cow where you go to my lo^Emvely Wh^Dmen you're alone in your b^Ged I kn^Cow the thoughts that surround y^Emou Dm G (one strum) 'Cause I can look inside your head