Hey lady,
you lady,
cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dreamed about the things you'll 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 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 the weary
heart that has lived a million lives?
Ooh,
I've been to Nice and the Isle of
Greece while I sip champagne on a yacht
I've moved like Harlow and 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 supposed to see
I've been to paradise but I've never been to me
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn
children that might have made me comfortable
But I took the sweet life and never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life exploring the stubble
whoring that cost me too much to be free
Hey lady,
I've been to paradise
but I've never been to me
I've been
to paradise but I've never been to me