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
I've been to Georgia and California
and any where 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
I said I had this need to tell
you why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me
still living in your eye s
Won't you share a part
of the weary heart
that has lived a million lives?
Oh, 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 untressed by caves
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 come clean
But I took the sweet life
and never knew
I'd be bitter from this week
I'd spend my life exploring
The stuff of horror that
Cost me too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to
paradis e
But I've never been
to me
I've been to paradise