Lyrics
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 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
'Cause I have this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me
Living in your eyes
Won't you share a part
Of a weary heart that has lived a million lives
Ooh, I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece
When I sipped champagne on a yacht
I 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
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, hehee, ha-hah ho-ho
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(To Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(To Nice and the isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
