Peter Sarstedt - Where Do You Go To My Lovely Lyrics
You talk like Marlene DietrichAnd you dance like Zizi JeanmaireYour clothes are all made by BalmainAnd there�s diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are.You live in a fancy apartmentOff the Boulevard of St. MichelWhere you keep your Rolling Stones recordsAnd a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do.You go to the embassy partiesWhere you talk in Russian and GreekAnd the young men who move in your circlesThey hang on every word you speak, yes they do.But where do you go to my lovelyWhen you're alone in your bedTell me the thoughts that surround youI want to look inside your head, yes i do.I've seen all your qualificationsYou got from the SorbonneAnd the painting you stole from PicassoYour loveliness goes on and on, yes it does.When you go on your summer vacationYou go to Juan-les-PinesWith your carefully designed topless swimsuitYou get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs.And when the snow falls you're found in St. MoritzWith the others of the jet-setAnd you sip your Napoleon BrandyBut you never get your lips wet, no you don't.But where do you go to my lovelyWhen you're alone in your bedwould you Tell me the thoughts that surround youI want to look inside your head, yes I do.You're in between 20 and 30A very desirable ageYour body is firm and invitingBut you live on a glittering stage, yes you do, yes you do.Your name is heard in high placesYou know the Aga KhanHe sent you a racehorse for ChristmasAnd you keep it just for fun, for a laugh ha-ha-haThey say that when you get marriedIt'll be to a millionaireBut they don't realize where you came fromAnd I wonder if they really care, or give a damnBut where do you go to my lovelyWhen you're alone in your bedTell me the thoughts that surround youI want to look inside your head, yes i do.I remember the back streets of NaplesTwo children begging in ragsBoth touched with a burning ambitionTo shake off their lowly-borne tags, they trySo look into my face Marie-ClaireAnd remember just who you areThen go and forget me foreverBut I know you still bearthe scar, deep inside, yes you doI know where you go to my lovelyWhen you're alone in your bedI know the thoughts that surround you`Cause I can look inside your head.
