Lady Marmalade.

Where are all my soul sisters?
Let me hear you flow sisters

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister

He met Marmalade down in ol' Moulin Rouge,
Strutting her stuff on the street, yeah.
She said,
"Hello, hey Joe, You wanna give it a go?"

Gitchy gitchy ya ya ta ta, Gitchy gitchy ya ya here. Mocha chocolata 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,
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine.
On her black satin sheets,
is where he started to freak.

Gitchy gitchy ya ya ta ta, Gitchy gitchy ya ya here. Mocha chocolata ya ya, Creole Lady Marmalade.

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, (ce soir.) Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

We come through with the money in the garter belts,
Let them know we bought the cake, straight out the gate.
We independent women, some mistake us for whores,
I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours?
Disagree?!, well that's you and I'm sorry!
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari.
Wear high heeled shoes, gettin love from the dudes,
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge.
Hey sisters, soul sisters, Betta get that dough sisters.

We drink wine with diamonds in the glass,
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste.
You wanna gitchy gitchy ya ya (come on).
Mocha chocolata, what?

Creole Lady Marmalade
(One more time, come on now)

Marmalade, Lady Marmalade, Marmalade,

Hey, hey, hey !
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, hey !
Color of cafe au lait, alright.
Made the savage beast inside,
Roar until he cried.

More, more, more!


Now he's back home doing nine to five,

(Nine to five)


Livin the gray flannel life.


But when he turns off to sleep, memories creep...


More, more, more!



Gitchy gitchy ya ya ta ta, Gitchy gitchy ya ya here. Mocha chocolata ya ya, Creole Lady Marmalade.

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, (ce soir.) Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?