Luyện nghe bài hát Where Do You Go To My Lovely

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

You live in a apartment
Off the Saint-Michel
Where you keep your Rolling records
And a of Sacha Distel, yes you do

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

I've all your qualifications
You got the Sorbonne
And the you stole from Picasso
loveliness goes on and on, yes it does

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

the snow falls you're found in Saint Moritz
With the of the jet-set
And you sip Napoleon brandy
But you never get your wet, no you don't

But where do you go to my
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 in high places
You know the Aga
He you a racehorse for Christmas
And you it just for fun, for a laugh ahaha

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

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

I remember the back streets of
Two children in rags
Both touched a burning ambition
To shake off their born tags, and they try
So into my face, Marie-Claire
And just who you are
go and forget me forever
But I know you still bear the deep inside, yes you do
I know you go to my lovely
you're alone in your bed
I the thoughts that surround you
Cause I can look inside head