Peter Sarstedt - Where do you go to my lovely
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CYou talk like Marlene DietriEmch
DmAnd you dance like Zizi JeanmairGe
CYour clothes are all made byEm Balmain
DmAnd there's diamonds and pearls in your haiGr, Fyes thEmere areG.
CYou live in a fancy apartmenEmt
DmOff the Boulevard of St. Michel G
CWhere you keep your Rolling EmStones records
DmAnd a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do. G F Em G
CYou go to the embassy partieEms
DmWhere you talk in Russian and GrGeek
CAnd the young men who move iEmn your circles
DmThey hang on every word you speak, yes theyG doF. Em G
CBut where do you go to my loEmvely
DmWhen you're alone in your bed G
CTell me the thoughts that suEmrround you
DmI want to look inside your head, yes i do. G F Em G
CI've seen all your qualificaEmtions
DmYou got from the Sorbonne G
CAnd the painting you stole fEmrom Picasso
DmYour loveliness goes on and on, yes it doesG. F Em G
CWhen you go on your summer vEmacation
DmYou go to Juan-les-Pines G
CWith your carefully designedEm topless swimsuit
DmYou get an even suntan, on your back and onG yoFur legEms. G
CAnd when the snow falls you'Emre found in St. Moritz
DmWith the others of the jet-set G
CAnd you sip your Napoleon BrEmandy
DmBut you never get your lips wet, no you donG't.F Em G
CBut where do you go to my loEmvely
DmWhen you're alone in your bed G
Cwould you Tell me the thoughEmts that surround you
DmI want to look inside your head, yes I do. G F Em G
CYou're in between 20 and 30 Em
DmA very desirable age G
CYour body is firm and invitiEmng
DmBut you live on a glittering stage, yes youG doF, yes Emyou do.G
CYour name is heard in high pEmlaces
DmYou know the Aga Khan G
CHe sent you a racehorse for EmChristmas
DmAnd you keep it just for fun, for a laugh hGa-hFa-ha Em G
CThey say that when you get mEmarried
DmIt'll be to a millionaire G
CBut they don't realize whereEm you came from
DmAnd I wonder if they really care, or give aG daFmn Em G
CBut where do you go to my loEmvely
DmWhen you're alone in your bed G
CTell me the thoughts that suEmrround you
DmI want to look inside your head, yes i do. G F Em G
CI remember the back streets Emof Naples
DmTwo children begging in rags G
CBoth touched with a burning Emambition
DmTo shake off their lowly-borne tags, they tGry F Em G
CSo look into my face Marie-CEmlaire
DmAnd remember just who you are G
CThen go and forget me foreveEmr
DmBut I know you still bear the scar, deep inGsidFe, yesEm you doG
CI know where you go to my loEmvely
DmWhen you're alone in your bed G
CI know the thoughts that surEmround you
Dm'Cause I can look inside your head. G F Em G