Hey lady, you lady cursin' 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 a talk 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 'Cos

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 lies

Oh

I've been to

Nice and the

Isle of

Greece

While

I sipped champagne on a yacht

I 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 supposed to see

I've been to paradise but

I've never been to me

Sometimes

I've been to cryin' for unborn children

That might have made me complete

But

I,

I took the sweet life and never knew

I'd be bitter from the sweet

I spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that

Cost 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 (Been to

Georgia and

California and anywhere

I could run)

I've been to paradise never been to me (Been to

Nice and the

Isle of

Greece) (while

I sipped champagne on a yacht…)