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The Starlite Singers Lyrics


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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

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?

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

Itchi gitchi ya ya da da
Itchi gitchi ya ya here




Mocha-choco-lata ya ya
Itchi gitchi ya ya here

Overall Meaning

The song "Lady Marmalade" by The Starlite Singers is a tribute to New Orleans and to the Creole women who are known for their exotic beauty and their unique culture. The lyrics of the song tell the story of a man who fell in love with a Creole lady named Marmalade. He met her on the streets of New Orleans and was immediately captivated by her charm and beauty. Marmalade invited him to her boudoir and he drank her magnolia-wine as they lay on black satin sheets. The lyrics are sensual and suggestive, with lyrics such as "Hey, hey, hey, touching her skin feeling silky smooth" and "the savage beast inside roared until it cried, more, more, more." The chorus is in French, with the phrase "voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir" (which means "would you like to sleep with me tonight?"). The chorus brings the song to a climax, with Marmalade asking the man if he wants to spend the night with her.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Encouragement to a female friend to express herself confidently and freely, in tune with her soul.


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
The man in the song meets a confident and attractive woman, who approaches him and challenges him to show his own persona.


Itchi gitchi ya ya da da Itchi gitchi ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata ya ya Creole lady marmalade
Repetitive and sexy phrases, expressing the seductive appeal of the Creole lady and heightening the romantic atmosphere.


Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
The French phrase for "Do you want to sleep with me tonight?" is used to convey the sensual mood and add an exotic touch to the lyrics.


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
The man spends intimate moments with the woman, indulging in her personal space and being overwhelmed by his sexual excitement.


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
The man is captivated by the beauty of the woman's skin and the contrast between her skin color and the color of coffee. He loses control to his animalistic desire and yearns for more pleasure.


Now he's back home doing nine to five Living his grey flannel life But when he turns off to sleep Old memories creep, more, more, more
The man resumes his mundane daily routine, but his memories of the passionate encounter still haunt his dreams and make him long for more excitement.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Kenny Nolan, Robert Crewe

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