Where Do You Go To My Lovely

Where Do You Go To My Lovely - Nathan Carter

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 yes there are

You live in a fancy apartment

Off the Boulevard Saint-Michel

Where you keep your Rolling Stones records

And your friend of Sacha Distel yes you do

But where do you go to my lovely

When you're alone in your bed

Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you

I want to look inside your head yes I do

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

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 their lowly-borne tags 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

I know where 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 know where 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