You talk like Marlene Dietrich and dance like Zizi Jeanmarie Your clothes are all made by Balmain and there's pearls and Diamonds in your hair You live in a fancy apartment on the Boulevard St. Michel Where you keep all your Rolling Stones records and a friend of Sascha Distel You go to the embassy parties where you talk in Russian and Greek And the man who move in your circle they hang on to every word that you speak
REFRAIN:
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
You're in between twenty and thirty a very desirable age Your body is firm and inviting and you live on a glittering stage Your name is heard in high places you know the Aga Khan He sent you a race horse for christmas and keep it just for fun, for a laugh, ha ha ha
REFRAIN:
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
I remember the back streets of Naples, two children begging in rags Both touched with a burning ambition to shake off the lowly tags And they tired
So look into my face Marie Claire and then remember just who you are And then go and forget me forever but i know, I know you still beart he scar deep inside
REFRAIN:
But where do you go to my lovely when you're alone in your bed What are the thoughts that surround you I want to look inside your head Yes I do
