She struts into the room, well I don't know her But with a magnifying glance, I just sort of look her over We have a drink or two, well maybe three And then suddenly, she starts telling me her life story She says, baby if you wanna be my lover, you better take me home Cause it's a long, long way to paradise, and I'm still on my own So look, that I came from Detroit City And I played guitar in a long head rock and roll band She asked me why the singer's name was Alice I said, listen baby, you really wouldn't understand And I said, baby if you wanna be my lover, you better take me home Cause it's a long, long way to paradise, and I'm still on my own Oh baby, if you wanna be my lover Oh baby, if you wanna be my lover, you better take me home Cause it's a long, long way to paradise, and I'm still on my own Oh