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Hey lady, you lady
at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The you do
But I wish had have talked to me
Like I to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we love in the sun
But I ran out of and friendly faces
Because I had to be free
I've to paradise
But I've never to me
Please lady, lady
Don't walk away
Coz I have this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so of me still in your eyes
Won't you share a part of a weary heart
That has lived a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em 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 been to paradise
But I've been to me
Hey, you know what paradise is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning
The same one you're to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
I've been to crying for unborn children
That have me complete
But I, I took the 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 your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The you do
But I wish had have talked to me
Like I to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a preacher man
And we love in the sun
But I ran out of and friendly faces
Because I had to be free
I've to paradise
But I've never to me
Please lady, lady
Don't walk away
Coz I have this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so of me still in your eyes
Won't you share a part of a weary heart
That has lived a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the of Greece
While I sipped on a yacht
I like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed em 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 been to paradise
But I've been to me
Hey, you know what paradise is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning
The same one you're to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
I've been to crying for unborn children
That have me complete
But I, I took the 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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