Luyện nghe bài hát Where Do You Go To My Lovely

You talk like Marlène
And you dance Zizi Jeanmaire
clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes are

You live in a fancy
Off the Boulevard
Where you your Rolling Stones records
And a of Sacha Distel, yes you do

But where do you go to my
When you're alone in bed
me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look your head, yes I do

seen all your qualifications
You got from the
And the painting you stole from
Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it

When you go on summer vacation you go to Juan-les-Pins
With carefully designed topless swimsuit
You get an even sun tan, on your back and on your

When the falls you're found in Saint Moritz
With the others of the
And you sip your Napoleon
But you never get your wet, no you don't

But do you go to my lovely
you're alone in your bed
Won't you tell me the thoughts surround you
I want to inside your head, yes I do

Your name, it is heard in places
You know the Aga
He sent you a for Christmas
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh

They say when you get married
It'll be to a
But they don't realise you came from
And I wonder if really care or give a damn

do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in bed
Tell me the thoughts surround you
I to look inside your head, yes I do

I remember the back streets of
Two begging in rags
Both touched a burning ambition
To shake off lowly born tags, and they try
So look into my face,
And remember who you are
Then go and me forever
But I know you still bear the scar inside, yes you do
I know where you go to my
you're alone in your bed
I know the thoughts that you
I can look inside your head