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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, yes there are<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, yes you do<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 />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 /><br />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, no you don't<br /><br />But where do you go to my lovely<br />When you're alone in your bed<br />Won't you 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 or 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, yes I do<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 /><br />So look into my face Marie-Claire<br />And remember just who you are<br />Then go and forget me forever<br />But 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
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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, yes there are<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, yes you do<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 />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 /><br />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, no you don't<br /><br />But where do you go to my lovely<br />When you're alone in your bed<br />Won't you 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 or 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, yes I do<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 /><br />So look into my face Marie-Claire<br />And remember just who you are<br />Then go and forget me forever<br />But 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
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