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 talked to me like i wanna talk to you
i've been to georgia and california, anywhere i could run
took the hand of a preachman 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 lies
i've been to nice and the isle of greece
while i sipped champagne on a yacht
i moved like harlow in monte carlo and showed 'em what i've got
i've been undressed by kings
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