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 want to talk to you 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 you 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's lived a million lives? Ooh, I've been to Greece and the Isle of Greece while I sip champagne on a yacht I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and sure what I got I've been lying to myself and I've seen some things that a woman is supposed to see I've been to paradise but I've never been to you Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children that might have made me complete But I, I took the sweet life and never knew why I'd be bitter from the sweet I spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that caused too much to be free Hey lady, I've been to paradise but I've never been to you I've been to paradise but I've never been to you To Georgia, to California, anywhere you run I've been to paradise but I've never been to you To Greece and the Isle of Greece while I sip champagne on a yacht I've been to paradise but I've never been to you