do men with grey flannel lives read blogs. . .

Hey Sister, Go Sister, Soul Sister, Go Sister
Hey Sister, Go Sister, Soul Sister, Go Sister

He met Marmalade
Down in Old New Orleans
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said "Hello! Hey Joe. . .
You wanna give it a go?"

Mmm, Mmm.
Itchi Gitchi Ya Ya Da Da
Itchi Gitchi Ya Ya Here
Mocha-choca-lata Ya Ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
The boy drank all her magnolia wine
On the black satin sheets
Oh, I swear, he started to freak . . .

Hey, Hey, Hey

Touching her skin feelin' silky smooth
The colour of cafe au lait
Made the savage beast inside
Roar until it cried

More, More, More

Now he's back home
Doing nine to five
Living his grey flannel life
But when he turns off to sleep
Old memories meet

More, More, More

Itchi Gitchi Ya Ya Da Da Da
Itchi Gitchi Ya Ya Here
Mocha-choco-lata Ya Ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

Mmm. . .
Hmmm. . .
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PATTI LABELLE

10 comments:

ziggi said...

I may have to watch Moulin Rouge again now!

Gordie said...

Oui, je voudrais faire cela.
Mmm, hmmm

KAZ said...

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
It's quite naughty really isn't it?
A bit reminiscent of Plastic Bertrand 'I am the King of the Divan'

Gordie said...

The Damned did an English version (Jet Boy Jet Girl') that was considerably ruder.

Rimshot said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PITnJAnmjqw

Dave said...

C'est une bon thing that je ne parle le francaise pas.

I, like the view, still said...

actually, there's nothing wrong with sleeping with someone (the French part)

it's the bits in English that are cheeky. . .

Mel said...

....ummmmm.......

*waving*

:-/

*going for more coffee*

Gordie said...

How do you know that "his grey flannel life" is a reference to a suit he wears?

He might just have a grey face flannel.

I, like the view, still said...

I don't

I wasn't referring to the man in the song, actually

but to various lurkers I have, who probably wear fine woolen navy blue, or black with a white pin stripe, suits from Jerymn Street. . .

not everything ties together neatly, you see

but, to satify the pedant in you I have changed the title to cover at least two aspects of the possible interpretation of the link between the title and the song