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Hey lady, you lady
at life
You're a 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
I to talk to you
(Ooh) I've to and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a 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 been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just away
Coz I have this to you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still living in eyes
Won't you share a of a weary heart
That has a million lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've 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 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 little baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought this morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
I've to for unborn children
That might me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring that costs too to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
at life
You're a 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
I to talk to you
(Ooh) I've to and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a 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 been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just away
Coz I have this to you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still living in eyes
Won't you share a of a weary heart
That has a million lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've 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 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 little baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought this morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
I've to for unborn children
That might me complete
But I, I took the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring that costs too to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
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