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
That is why i tell the story,
about a woman just like you
Oh, she's been to Georgia and California and anywhere she could run
took the hand of a preacher man and they made love in the sun
But she ran out of places and friendly faces because she had to be free
And she said I've been to paradise, but never been to me
Please lady, please lady, don't just walk away
Cause I have this need to tell you why she’s all alone today
I can see so much of her still living in your eyes
Won't you share a part of a weary heart that has lived million lies.
Oh, she said I’ve been to Nice and the isle of Greece where she sipped champagne on a yacht
She moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and Showed them what she's got
She's been undressed by kings, and she's seen some things that a woman ain't supposed to see
And she said I've been to paradise but never been to me.
Sometimes she's been to crying for unborn children that might have made me complete
She took the sweet life she never knew she be bitter from the sweet
She spent her life exploring the subtle whoring that cost too much to be free, hey lady
She said I’ve been to paradise but never been to me.
Repeat, fade and enjoy