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Hey lady, you lady
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 had have talked to me
I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia 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 friendly faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this to you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still in your eyes
Won't you a part of a weary heart
That has a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen some things
That 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 baby you're holding
And it's man you fought with morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
made me complete
But I, I took the life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my exploring
The subtle whoring costs too to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
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 had have talked to me
I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia 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 friendly faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this to you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still in your eyes
Won't you a part of a weary heart
That has a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen some things
That 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 baby you're holding
And it's man you fought with morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
made me complete
But I, I took the life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my exploring
The subtle whoring costs too to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
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