None of them
WHERE DO YOU GO TO MY LOVELY
C Em G
You talk like Marlene Dietrich and you dance like Zizi Jean-Maire
C Em Dm
Your clothes are all made by Balmain and there’s diamonds and pearls in your hair.
C Em G
You live in a fancy apartment off the Boulevard St. Michel.
C Em
G
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records and a friend of Sacha Distel.
C Em Dm G
You go to the Embassy parties where you talk in Russian and Greek.
C
And the young men who move in your circles, they hang on every word that you speak. Yes
do.
Chorus
C Em Dm G
But where do you go to my lovely…when your alone in your bed.
C Em Dm G
Tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head, yes I do.
C Em Dm G
I’ve seen all your qualifications ………. you got from the Sorbonne.
C Em Dm G
And the painting you stole from Picasso, Your love letters goes on and on
C Em Dm G
When you go on your summer vacation, you go to Juan-les-Pins.
C Em
With you carefully designed topless swim suit
Dm G
You get an even sun tan, on your back and on your legs.
C Em Dm
G
And when the snow falls your found in St.Moritz, with the others of the jet set.
C Em Dm G
And you sip your Napoleon Brandy, but you never get your lips wet.
No you don’t
Chorus
C Em Dm G
But where do you go to my lovely…when your alone in your bed.
C Em Dm G
Tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head, yes I do.
C Em Dm G
Your in between twenty and thirty, a very desirable age.
C Em Dm G
Your body is firm and inviting, but you live on a glittering stage.
Yes you do, yes you do
C Em Dm G
Your name it, is heard in high places. You know the Agha Khan.
C Em Dm G
He sent you a racehorse for Christmas, and you keep it just for fun,
For a laugh, aha aha
C Em Dm G
They say that when you get married, It will be to a millionaire.
C Em Dm
But they don’t realize where you came from and I wonder If they really
G
care, or giva a damn.
Chorus
C Em Dm G
But where do you go to my lovely…when your alone in your bed.
C Em Dm G
Tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head, yes I do.
C Em Dm G
Ah, remember the back streets of Naples, two children begging in rags.
C Em Dm G
Both touched with a burning ambition to shake off their lowly-born tags.
So they try.
C Em Dm G
So look into my face Marie-Claire and remember just who you are.
C Em
Then go and forget me forever,
Dm G
But I know you still bare the scar, deep inside, yes you do.
C Em Dm G
I know where you go to my loveley… when your alone in your bed.
Slow down………………….
C Em Dm G C
I know the thoughts that surround you, cause I can look inside your head.
Repeat verse 1 and chorus to end
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