Hey lady, you lady cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife
I have no doubt you dream about the things you never do
But I wish someone had talked to me like I wanna 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 love in the 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 you 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 a million lives
Oh, I've been to nice and the Isle of Greece
When I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed them what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That a woman ain't suppose to see
I've been to paradise but I've never been to me
Hey, you know what paradise is? It's a lie
A fantasy we created about people and places as we 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 same one you are gonna make love to tonight
That's truth that's love
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet life
I 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
I've been to paradise never been to me
Ooh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run
I've been to paradise never been to me
Oh, I've been to nice and the Isle of Greece
When I sipped champagne on a yacht
I've been to paradise never been to me
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children

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