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Hey lady, you lady
at life
You're a discontented mother
And a wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you do
But I wish someone had talked to me
Like I want to to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we love 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 never been to me
lady, please lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still in your eyes
Won't you share a part of a weary heart
That has a lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like in Monte Carlo
And em I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen things
a woman ain't supposed to see
I've to paradise
But I've been to me
Hey, you know what 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 you're holding
And it's man you with this morning
The same one you're to make with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for children
That 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 been to me
at life
You're a discontented mother
And a wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you do
But I wish someone had talked to me
Like I want to to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we love 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 never been to me
lady, please lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still in your eyes
Won't you share a part of a weary heart
That has a lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like in Monte Carlo
And em I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen things
a woman ain't supposed to see
I've to paradise
But I've been to me
Hey, you know what 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 you're holding
And it's man you with this morning
The same one you're to make with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for children
That 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 been to me
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