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Hey lady, you lady
Cursing at your 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
Like I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we made 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, please lady
Don't walk 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
has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen 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 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 morning
The same one you're going to make love tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might made me complete
But I, I the life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my exploring
The subtle whoring that too 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 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 and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we made 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, please lady
Don't walk 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
has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen 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 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 morning
The same one you're going to make love tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might made me complete
But I, I the life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my exploring
The subtle whoring that too to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
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