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