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Hey lady, you lady
Cursing at life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had have talked to me
I to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made in the sun
But I ran out of places and faces
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 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 a part of a weary heart
That has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like in Monte Carlo
And showed em I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen things
a woman ain't to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never 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 what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's that man you with this morning
The same one you're going to make love tonight
That's true, that's love
I've been to for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life 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 life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had have talked to me
I to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
Anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made in the sun
But I ran out of places and faces
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 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 a part of a weary heart
That has lived a lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like in Monte Carlo
And showed em I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen things
a woman ain't to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never 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 what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's that man you with this morning
The same one you're going to make love tonight
That's true, that's love
I've been to for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I the sweet life and never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life 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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