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Hey lady, you lady
Cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had have talked to me
I want to to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we 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 been to me
Please lady, lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this need to you
Why I'm all today
I can see so much of me still in eyes
Won't you share a part of a heart
That has a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I on a yacht
I like Harlow in Carlo
And em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
That a ain't to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Hey, you know 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 that man you fought with morning
The same one you're to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to for unborn children
might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I my life exploring
The subtle whoring that 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 wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had have talked to me
I want to to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we 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 been to me
Please lady, lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this need to you
Why I'm all today
I can see so much of me still in eyes
Won't you share a part of a heart
That has a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I on a yacht
I like Harlow in Carlo
And em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
That a ain't to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Hey, you know 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 that man you fought with morning
The same one you're to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to for unborn children
might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I my life exploring
The subtle whoring that costs too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
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