Lady Marmalade

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Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go 
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sista

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hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go 
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sista.


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He met Marmalade down in old New 
Orleans,

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struttin her stuff on the street. 
she said,

Dm                   Em
Hello Joe, you wanna give it a go?


Chorus...
Am                     D   
Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya, da-da. 
   Am                    D
Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya here.

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Am               D      Dm      
Mocca chocolata, ya-ya. creole 
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lady Marmalade. she said,

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voules-vous coucher avec moi, ce
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 soir. Voules vous avec moi.


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he stayed in her boudoir while she 
freshened up.

Am                      D
That boy drank all that magnolia 
wine, on her

Dm                    Em
black satin sheets, I swear he 
started to freak. when she said,


(chorus)

Instrumental..Am  F  Am  F

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Hey, hey, hey...


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Seeing her skin feeling silky 
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smoothe, color of cafe' au lait, 
made the

Dm                        Em     
savage beast inside roar, until 
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it cried.. More, more, more!

Am                          D    
Now he's at home doing nine to 
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five. Living his life of lies.

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But when he turns off to sleep, 
  Em             E     E     E
old memories keep. More, more, more!

(chorus)

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Creole lady Marmalade