Luyện nghe bài hát Where Do You Go To My Lovely

You talk Marlène Dietrich
And you dance Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by
And diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are

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

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

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

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

When the falls you're found in Saint Moritz
With the of the jet-set
And you sip your Napoleon
But you get your lips wet, no you don't

But where do you go to my
When you're in your bed
Won't you tell me the that surround you
I want to look your head, yes I do

Your name, it is in high places
You the Aga Khan
He sent you a racehorse for
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh

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

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

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