Luyện nghe bài hát Where Do You Go To My Lovely

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

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

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

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

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

When the snow you're found in Saint Moritz
With the of the jet-set
And you sip your 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 me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look your head, yes I do

name, it is heard in high places
You know the Aga
He sent you a racehorse for
And you keep it just for fun, for a ahaha

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

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

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