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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 dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had have talked to me
Like I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made love in the sun
But I ran out of and faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
lady, lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this to tell you
Why I'm all alone 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 Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I moved Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
That a woman ain't supposed to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
Hey, you know paradise 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 little baby you're holding
And it's that man you with this morning
The same one you're going to make 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 life and never knew
I'd be bitter the sweet
I my exploring
The that too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've been to me
Cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had have talked to me
Like I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made love in the sun
But I ran out of and faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
lady, lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this to tell you
Why I'm all alone 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 Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I moved Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
That a woman ain't supposed to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
Hey, you know paradise 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 little baby you're holding
And it's that man you with this morning
The same one you're going to make 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 life and never knew
I'd be bitter the sweet
I my exploring
The that too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've been to me
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