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Hey lady, you lady
Cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you about
The things you never do
But I wish had have talked to me
Like I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we love in the sun
But I ran out of places and friendly faces
I had to be free
I've to paradise
But I've been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just away
Coz I this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still living in eyes
Won't you a part of a weary heart
has lived a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've undressed by kings
And I've seen some things
a woman ain't supposed to see
I've to paradise
But I've never been to me
Hey, you what is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And places as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that little you're holding
And it's man you fought with this morning
The same one you're to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life exploring
The costs too to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you about
The things you never do
But I wish had have talked to me
Like I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we love in the sun
But I ran out of places and friendly faces
I had to be free
I've to paradise
But I've been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just away
Coz I this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still living in eyes
Won't you a part of a weary heart
has lived a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've undressed by kings
And I've seen some things
a woman ain't supposed to see
I've to paradise
But I've never been to me
Hey, you what is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And places as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that little you're holding
And it's man you fought with this morning
The same one you're to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life exploring
The costs too to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
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