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 never do
But I wish someone
had a talk to me
like I wanna talk to you
Oh 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 a million lives
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 them 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
And it's that man
you fought with
this morning
The same one
you're gonna
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, I took the sweet life
I never knew I'd be
bitter from the sweet
I spent my life exploring
the subtle whoring that
costs too much to be free
Hey lady I've been
to paradise
but I've never been
to me...
oooh
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've sipped
champagne
on a yacht
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...