Lirik Lagu Where Do You Go To My Lovely - Peter Sarstedt
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You talk like Marlene DietrichAnd you dance like Zizi JeanmaireYour clothes are all made by BalmainAnd there's diamonds and pearls in you hair, yes there areYou live in a fancy apartmentOff the boulevard St. MichelWhere you keep your Rolling Stones recordsAnd a friend of Sacha Dispel, yes you doYou go the embassy partiesWhere you talk in Russian and GreekAnd the youngmen who move in your circlesThey hang on every word you speak, yes they doBut where do you go to my lovelyWhen you're alone in your bedTell me the parts that surround youI want to look inside your head, yes I doI've seen all your qualificationsYou've got from the SorbonneAnd the painting you stole from PicassoYour loveliness goed on and on, yes it doesWhen 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 legsAnd when the snow falls you're found in St. MoritzWith the others of the jetsetAnd you sip your Napoleon BrandyBut you never get your lips wet, no you don'tBut where do you go to...You're in between 20 and 30A very desirable ageYour body firm and invitingBut you live on a glittering stage, yes you do, yes you doYou name is heard in high placesYou know the Aga KhanHe sent you a racehorse for ChristmasAnd you keep it just for fun, just for a laugh, hahahahaThey 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...I remember the back streets of NapelsTwo children begging in ragsBoth touched with a burning ambitionTo shake off their lowly brown 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 do
