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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 things you never do
But I wish someone had talked to me
Like I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made love in the sun
But I ran out of places and 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 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 share a of a weary heart
has a million lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved Harlow in Monte Carlo
And em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
a woman ain't supposed to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
Hey, you know paradise is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And as we'd them to be
But you know what is?
It's that little you're holding
And it's that man you fought this morning
The same one you're going to make with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet and never knew
I'd be bitter the sweet
I spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring that costs too much to be free
Hey lady, I've to paradise
But I've been to me
at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had talked to me
Like I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to Georgia and California and
I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made love in the sun
But I ran out of places and 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 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 share a of a weary heart
has a million lives
(Ooh) I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved Harlow in Monte Carlo
And em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
a woman ain't supposed to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never to me
Hey, you know paradise is?
It's a lie
A fantasy recreated by people
And as we'd them to be
But you know what is?
It's that little you're holding
And it's that man you fought this morning
The same one you're going to make with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet and never knew
I'd be bitter the sweet
I spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring that costs too much to be free
Hey lady, I've to paradise
But I've been to me
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