Оригинален текст
Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life
Youre a discontented mother and a regimented wife
Ive no doubt you dream about the things youll never do
But I wish someone had of talked to me like I wanna talk to you
Ive been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run
I 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
Ive been to Paradise but Ive never been to me
Please lady, please lady, dont just walk away
Cos I have this need to tell you why Im all alone today
I can see so much of me still living in your eyes
Want to share a part of a weary heart that has lived a
million lies
You see Ive 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 Ive got
Ive been undressed by kings and Ive seen some things
that a woman aint sposed to see
Ive been to Paradise but Ive never been to me
Sometimes Ive been a-crying for unborn children that might
have made me complete
I took the sweet life and never knew Id be bitter from
the sweet
I spent my life exploring and subtle whoring that cost
too much to be free
Ive been to Paradise but Ive never, Ive never been to me