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Hey lady, you lady
at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no you dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had talked to me
Like I want to to you
(Ooh) I've been to and California and
Anywhere I run
Took the hand of a preacher 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 been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this 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 heart
That has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I on a yacht
I 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 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 recreated by people
And places as we'd like to be
But you what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's man you with this morning
The same one you're going to love with tonight
That's true, that's love
I've been to crying for unborn children
That have made me complete
But I, I the sweet life and never knew
I'd be the sweet
I my life exploring
The subtle whoring that too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've to me
at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no you dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had talked to me
Like I want to to you
(Ooh) I've been to and California and
Anywhere I run
Took the hand of a preacher 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 been to me
Please lady, please lady
Don't just walk away
Coz I have this 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 heart
That has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I on a yacht
I 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 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 recreated by people
And places as we'd like to be
But you what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's man you with this morning
The same one you're going to love with tonight
That's true, that's love
I've been to crying for unborn children
That have made me complete
But I, I the sweet life and never knew
I'd be the sweet
I my life exploring
The subtle whoring that too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've to me
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