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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 do
But I wish someone had talked to me
I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a man
And we love in the sun
But I ran out of 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 need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so of me still living in your eyes
Won't you share a of a weary heart
That has lived a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
That a woman 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 by people
And places as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning
The one you're going to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for children
That have 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 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 things you do
But I wish someone had talked to me
I want to talk to you
(Ooh) I've been to and California and
Anywhere I could run
the hand of a man
And we love in the sun
But I ran out of 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 need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so of me still living in your eyes
Won't you share a of a weary heart
That has lived a million lives
(Ooh) I've to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I in Monte Carlo
And showed em what I'd got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've some things
That a woman 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 by people
And places as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning
The one you're going to make love with tonight
That's true, that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for children
That have 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 costs too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me
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