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Hey lady, you lady
Cursing 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 had talked to me
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 made love in the sun
But I ran out of places and faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Please lady, lady
Don't just 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 share a part of a weary heart
That has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been 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 what paradise is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And places as we'd them to be
But you know truth is?
It's that you're holding
And it's that man you fought this morning
The same one you're to make love tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
might have me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I my exploring
The subtle that costs too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Cursing 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 had talked to me
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 made love in the sun
But I ran out of places and faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Please lady, lady
Don't just 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 share a part of a weary heart
That has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been 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 what paradise is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And places as we'd them to be
But you know truth is?
It's that you're holding
And it's that man you fought this morning
The same one you're to make love tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
might have me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I my exploring
The subtle that costs too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
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