Dif song Howard


Where Do You Go To, My Lovely? - Peter Starstedt

You talk like Marlene Deitrich,
And you dance like Zi Zi Jean Maire.
Your clothes are all made by Balmain,
And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are.
You live in a fancy apartment,
On the Boulevard Saint Michel,
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records,
And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do.

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

You go to the embassy parties
Where you talk in Russian and Greek
And the young men who move in your circles
They hang on every word you speak (yes they do).

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

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

And when the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz,
With the others of the jet set,
And you sip your Napoleon brandy,
But you never get your lips wet, no you don't.

Chorus

You're in between twenty and thiry
A very desirable age.
Your body is firm and inviting
But you live on a glittering stage (yes you do, yes you do).

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

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

Chorus

I remember the back streets of Naples,
Two children begging in rags,
Both touched with a burning ambition,
To shake off their lowly born tags, they tried.

So look into my face, Marie-Claire,
And remember just who you are.
Then go and forget me forever,
But I know you still bear the scars, deep inside, yes you do.

I know where you go to, my lovely,
When you're alone in your bed.
I know the thoughts that surround you,
'Cause I can look inside your head.


I have heard a lot of stories has to who its meant to be about - never really sure tho.  I find it very similar to Charlenes "Ive been to paradise but Ive never been to me".  The women in both songs have certanly "been around" and led the high life but are never quite satisfied with life as a whole.

If you read Lorens bio it sounds like her. Found this.  It has her under  Working Class
Encyclopedia-biography

www.embassy.org.nz/index.htm

Thanks everyonel. Yeah! it is about Sophia Loren 'coz we watched her film a few weeks ago and her Dad's surname was Clare and her mother called her Marie.
Richard and Theresa

Both my partner and myself desire to know who the lyrics are about in Peter Starstedt's hit "Where do you go to my lovely" Many people say Sophia Loren or Brigette Bardot but we are unconvinced. Who was Marie-Claire in the lyrics? Email me ASAP if you are sure you have the answer or ANY idea at all. We would love to discuss more on the knowledge of this.
Many Thanks

Richard and Theresa


If you go to http://www.petersarstedt.com/ you could send him an email and ask.  Or you could simply read the 'Who's Who' PDF document which has this quote:

Naples - she (Marie-Claire) comes form the back-streets
and makes it to the top
(-/-/66) ‘Where do you go to my lovely’

So I would suggest it sounds like 'Marie-Claire' actually refers to Naples.

Dunno, I did not ask  ;)rah

FOr sure its about sophia lauren. Not only do her parents have the names marie claire, she was brought up in a suburb of napels.
the message is just about remember where you come from. U might be rich and famous but u will always bear the scars from youth. Last 2 parts of the song say it all basically.

I remember the back streets of Naples,
Two children begging in rags,
Both touched with a burning ambition,
To shake off their lowly born tags, they tried.

So look into my face, Marie-Claire,
And remember just who you are.
Then go and forget me forever,
But I know you still bear the scars, deep inside, yes you do.

You'd think Peter Sarstedt would have told everyone what the song was about by now. I guess he wants to keep it a mystery.

You'd think Peter Sarstedt would have told everyone what the song was about by now. I guess he wants to keep it a mystery.


Maybe it was already so obvious he didn't have to tell anybody.

Marie Clare the magazine?  ;D  Everything about this song is fluff until you get to the last verse.  Up until that time all Starstedt does is playfully establish how well he knows this girl.  but then he calls her out BY NAME, and if it is about Sofia Loren, then this dorky, VanDyke-d folk singer calls out one of the most glamorous women in the world BY NAME, points out where she came from, how shallow she is, tells her that he owns her, and slaps her in the face with the gauntlet he just threw down.  Wow!  This song makes "You're so Vain" look like a petty afterthought.

Marie Clare the magazine?  ;D  Everything about this song is fluff until you get to the last verse.  Up until that time all Starstedt does is playfully establish how well he knows this girl.  but then he calls her out BY NAME, and if it is about Sofia Loren, then this dorky, VanDyke-d folk singer calls out one of the most glamorous women in the world BY NAME, points out where she came from, how shallow she is, tells her that he owns her, and slaps her in the face with the gauntlet he just threw down.  Wow!  This song makes "You're so Vain" look like a petty afterthought.



I'm with you on this one.  Just another lonely heartbreak song i guess!

Peter Sarstedt - Where Do You Go To My Lovely
http://www.zshare.net/audio/12108652ec40382d/
I don't think a finger is pointed at one individule in particular just about how high class she is now but "Refuses" to acknowlege where her roots were!
A Referance to anyone famous is just by individule design!