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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.....

Oh, I've 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

Days are only moving faster
The clock is ticking even louder
Everything is slightly changing
while we're standing idly by

The sun is goingdown without a warning
Before we know it night is falling
We're left here groping in the dark