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Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)? by Peter Sarstedt

Album: Peter SarstedtReleased: 1969Charted:
70
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  • You talk like Marlene Dietrich
    And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
    Your clothes are all made by Balmain
    And there`s diamonds and pearls in your hair
    You live in a fancy appartement
    Of the Boulevard of St. Michel
    Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
    And a friend of Sacha Distel
    But where do you go to my lovely
    When you're alone in your bed
    Tell me the thoughts that surround you
    I want to look inside your head
    I've seen all your qualifications
    You got from the Sorbonne
    And the painting you stole from Picasso
    Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does
    When you go on your summer vacation
    You go to Juan-les-Pines
    With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
    You get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs
    When the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz
    With the others of the jet-set
    And you sip your Napoleon Brandy
    But you never get your lips wet
    But where do you go to my lovely
    When you're alone in your bed
    Tell me the thoughts that surround you
    I want to look inside your head, yes I do
    Your name is heard in high places
    You know the Aga Khan
    He sent you a racehorse for chistmas
    And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh haha
    They say that when you get married
    It'll be to a millionaire
    But they don't realize where you came from
    And I wonder if they really care, they give a damn
    But where do you go to my lovely
    When you're alone in your bed
    Tell me the thoughts that surround you
    I want to look inside your head
    I remember the back streets of Naples
    Two children begging in rags
    Both touched with a burning ambition
    To shake off their lowly brown tags, yes they try
    So look into my face Marie-Claire
    And remember just who you are
    Then go and forget me forever
    `Cause I know you still bear
    the scar, deep inside, yes you do
    I know where you go to my lovely
    When you're alone in your bed
    I know the thoughts that surround you
    `Cause I can look inside your headWriter/s: PETER SARSTEDT
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
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Comments: 5

I hate this song more than Trump. It is so self-consciously hip... that little laugh of his makes me want to stick a knitting needle in my ear.Kramo - Toronto, Canada
The 1990's dance group No Mercy (not on SF?) also made a great upbeat version of this song. Many versions of it are on YouTube.David - Cleveland, Ohio, Usa
I think this was a very clever song for its time because it referenced things that most people didn't know anything or much about. for example, Juan Les Pins was mostly unheard of, a holiday playground for the rich, and topless swimsuits were still rather shocking. So a song for its time as it was intended to be but many people will still find completely acceptable and very tuneful today.Alistair - Daventry, United Kingdom
The funniest song I ever heard. Pretentious? Moi? What a load of tripe - almost as side-splitting on "On the Buses" by QuinceharmonNorma - Leeds, United Kingdom
Beatiful and fond song describing a girl who is at the top of nothing. It should be known by today's young peopleJosep - Palma, Spain
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