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