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 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 million lies....
Oh, I`ve been to Nice and the Isle of Greece while I`ve sipped champagne on a yacht
I`ve moved like Harlow in Monte 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 s`posed 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 create about people and places as we`d like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It`s that little baby you`re holding, it`s that man you fought with this morning
The same one you`re going to make 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 life 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 me
(I`ve been to Neice and the isle of Greece while I`ve sipped champagne on a yacht)
I`ve been to paradise, 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
