Natalia Belenkaya (natsla) wrote,
Natalia Belenkaya
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Позвольте прогрузить всех желающих очередной старой, и оч-чень многозначительной, американской попсой с утра пораньше.
Итак, в исп. некой Charlene, в фильме "Присцилла, царица полей", тьфу, пустыни, звучит следующее:

Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother & 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

Ooooh, I've been to Georgia & 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, still living in your eyes
Won't you share a part of a weary heart that has lived a million lies

Ooooh, I've been to Nice & 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 and I've seen some things
That a woman ain't supposed to see
I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me

Hey, you know what paradise is? It's a lie
A fantasy we create about people and places as we'd like them to be
But do you know what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning,
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's truth
That's love

Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I took the sweet life and 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
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