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Where Do You Go To My Lovely ukulele

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WHERE DO YOU GO TO MY LOVELY

            F                   Am                                  C
You talk like Marlene Dietrich and you dance like  Zizi Jean-Maire
       F                                 Am          Gm
Your clothes are all made by Balmain and there’s diamonds and pearls in your hair.
        F              Am                                C
You live in a fancy apartment off the Boulevard St. Michel.
                  F                                     Am                               
        C
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records and a friend of Sacha Distel.
        F                    Am               Gm                C
You go to the Embassy parties where you talk in Russian and Greek.
              F
And the young men who move in your circles, they hang on every word that you speak. Yes 
do.

Chorus
     F                        Am      Gm                      C
But where do you go to my lovely…when your alone in your bed.
F                            Am            Gm                      C
Tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head, yes I do.
        F             Am                     Gm             C
I’ve seen all your qualifications ………. you got from the Sorbonne.
              F                            Am        Gm                     C
And the painting you stole from Picasso, Your love letters goes on and on
                  F                    Am           Gm           C
When you go on your summer vacation, you go to Juan-les-Pins.

                 F                           Am
With you carefully designed topless swim suit
         Gm            C
You get an even sun tan, on your back and on your legs.
                       F                             Am               Gm                 
     C
And when the snow falls your found in St.Moritz, with the others of the jet set.
               F                   Am              Gm                C
And you sip your Napoleon Brandy, but you never get your lips wet.
No you don’t

Chorus
     F                        Am      Gm                      C
But where do you go to my lovely…when your alone in your bed.
F                            Am            Gm                      C
Tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head, yes I do.

          F                       Am     Gm           C
Your in between twenty and thirty, a very desirable age.
          F                Am              Gm                C
Your body is firm and inviting, but you live on a glittering stage.
Yes you do, yes you do
          F                         Am        Gm             C
Your name it, is heard in high places. You know the Agha Khan.
      F                           Am                Gm            C
He sent you a racehorse for Christmas, and you keep it just for fun,
For a laugh, aha aha
         F                       Am            Gm           C
They say that when you get married, It will be to a millionaire.
                F                        Am              Gm
But they don’t realize where you came from and I wonder If they really

C
care, or giva a damn.

Chorus
     F                        Am      Gm                      C
But where do you go to my lovely…when your alone in your bed.
F                            Am            Gm                      C
Tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head, yes I do.
       F                               Am         Gm                 C
Ah, remember the back streets of Naples, two children begging in rags.
         F                            Am                      Gm        C
Both touched with a burning ambition to shake off their lowly-born tags.
So they try.
     F                          Am           Gm                  C
So look into my face Marie-Claire and remember just who you are.
          F                   Am
Then go and forget me forever,
         Gm                     C
But I know you still bare the scar, deep inside, yes you do.
   F                            Am      Gm                       C
 I know where you go to my loveley… when your alone in your bed.

                                                                 Slow down………………….
  F                             Am             Gm       C          F
I know the thoughts that surround you, cause I can look inside your head.


Repeat verse 1 and chorus to end

            
            
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