Peter Sarstedt - Where Do You Go To My Lovely, аккорды

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You talk like Marlene Dietrich  
          
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And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire  
         
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Your clothes are all made by Balmain  
                 
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And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are  
 
       
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You live in a fancy apartment  
            
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Off the Boulevard Saint-Michel  
            
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Where you keep your Rolling Stones records  
          
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And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do  
 
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But where do you go to my lovely  
   
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When you're alone in your bed  
   
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Tell me the thoughts that surround you  
    
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I want to look inside your head, yes I do  
 
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I've seen all your qualifications  
      
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You got from the Sorbonne  
         
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And the painting you stole from Picasso  
        
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Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does  
 
       
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When you go on your summer vacation  
     
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You go to Juan-les-Pins  
        
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With your carefully designed topless swimsuit  
     
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You get an even suntan on your back and on your legs  
 
          
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And when the snow falls you're found in Saint Moritz  
           
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With the others of the jet-set  
          
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And you sip your Napoleon brandy 
          
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But you never get your lips wet, no you don't  
 
Chorus: 
  
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But where do you go to my lovely 
  
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When you're alone in your bed  
    
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Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you  
   
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I want to look inside your head, yes I do  
 
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Your name, it is heard in high places  
   
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You know the Aga Khan  
     
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He sent you a racehorse for Christmas  
          
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And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh, a-ha-ha-ha  
 
       
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They say that when you get married  
       
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It'll be to a millionaire  
          
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But they don't realize where you came from  
         
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And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn  
 
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Where do you go to my lovely  
   
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When you're alone in your bed  
   
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Tell me the thoughts that surround you  
    
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I want to look inside your head, yes I do  

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