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Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)

(2015-03-07 12:51:53)
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"You wanna see my view of Paris?" — Hotel Chevalier, 2007 (dir. Wes Anderson)

Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)

  • You talk like Marlene Dietrich 

    And you dance like Zizi Jean-Maire
    Your clothes are all made by Balmain 
    And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair

    You live in a fancy apartment 
    Off the Boulevard St. Michel
    Where you keep your Rolling Stones records 
    And a friend of Sasha 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 
    That you got from the Sorbonne
    And the painting you stole from Picasso. 
    Your loveliness goes on and on.
    yes..

    When you go on your summer vacation, 
    You go to Juan-les-Pins
    With your carefully designed topless swimsuit

    You get an even suntan 
    On your back and on your legs
    And 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
    No you don't

    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 it is heard in high places. 
    You know the Agha Khan.
    He sent you a race horse for Christmas 
    And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh, aha aha.

    They say that when you get married, 
    It will be to a millionaire.
    But they don't realize where you came from 
    And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn.

    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

    Ah, remember the back streets of Naples, 
    Two children begging in rags
    Both touched with a burning ambition 
    To shake off their lowly-born tags, so they try.

    So look into my face Marie-Claire 
    And remember just who you are.
    Then go and forget me forever
    But I know you still bear the scar deep inside, yes, you do.

    Ah, 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 head.

    La..Na, na, na, na.....
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