Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life -* You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife I've no doubt you dream about the things you'll never do But, I wish someone had talked to me Like I wanna talk to you.....
Oh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run I took the hand of a preacher man and we made love in sun But I ran out of places and friendly faces because 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 'Cause I have this need to tell why I'm all alone today I can see so much of me still living in your eyes Won't you share a part of a weary heart that has lived million lies....
Oh, I've been to Niece and the Isle of while I've sipped champagne on a yacht I've moved like Harlow in Carlo and showed 'em what I've 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 never been to me
[spoken] Hey, you know what paradise is? It's a lie, a fantasy we create about people and places as we'd like them to be But you know what truth is? It's little baby you're holding, it's that man you fought with this morning The same one you're going to love with tonight That's truth, that's love......
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children that might have made me complete But I took the sweet life, I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet I've spent my exploring the subtle whoring that costs too much to be free Hey lady...... I've been to paradise, (I've been to paradise) But I've never been to me
(I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run) I've been to paradise, never been to (I've been to Neice and the isle of Greece while I've sipped champagne on a yacht) I've been to never been to me (I've been to cryin' for unborn children that might have made me complete) I've been to paradise, never been to me (I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run) I've been to paradise, never been to me