Song by Written and Performed by Peter Sarstedt<br /><br>
You talk like Marlene Dietrich<br>
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire <br>
Your clothes are all made by Balmain<br>
And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair<br>
<br>
You live in a fancy appartement<br>
Of the Boulevard of St. Michel<br>
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records<br>
And a friend of Sacha Distel<br>
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But where do you go to my lovely<br>
When you're alone in your bed<br>
Tell me the thoughts that surround you<br>
I want to look inside your head<br>
<br>
I've seen all your qualifications<br>
You got from the Sorbonne<br>
And the painting you stole from Picasso<br>
Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does<br>
<br>
When you go on your summer vacation<br>
You go to Juan-les-Pines<br>
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit<br>
You get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs<br>
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When the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz<br>
With the others of the jet-set<br>
And you sip your Napoleon Brandy<br>
But you never get your lips wet<br>
<br>
But where do you go to my lovely<br>
When you're alone in your bed<br>
Tell me the thoughts that surround you<br>
I want to look inside your head, yes I do<br>
<br>
Your name is heard in high places<br>
You know the Aga Khan<br>
He sent you a racehorse for chistmas<br>
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh haha<br>
<br>
They say that when you get married<br>
It'll be to a millionaire<br>
But they don't realize where you came from<br>
And I wonder if they really care, they give a damn<br>
<br>
But where do you go to my lovely<br>
When you're alone in your bed<br>
Tell me the thoughts that surround you<br>
I want to look inside your head<br>
<br>
I remember the back streets of Naples<br>
Two children begging in rags<br>
Both touched with a burning ambition<br>
To shake off their lowly brown tags, yes they try<br>
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So look into my face Marie-Claire<br>
And remember just who you are<br>
Then go and forget me forever<br>
'Cause I know you still bear<br>
the scar, deep inside, yes you do<br>
<br>
I know where you go to my lovely<br>
When you're alone in your bed<br>
I know the thoughts that surround you<br>
'Cause I can look inside your head <br>
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