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

Whoooa, 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 million lies

Whoooa, 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 supposed 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

And it's that man you

fought with this morning

The same one you're going

to m**k l**e 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, I took the sweet life

I never knew

I'd be bitter from the sweet

I've spent my life e ploring

The subtle whoring

That costs too much to be free

Hey lady, I've been to paradise

But I've never been to meeeeeee

I've been to paradise

(Never been to me)..