Hey lady, you lady, hey lady, you lady, you ladyHey lady, you lady, cursing at your lifeYou are a discontented mother and a disobedient wifeAnd all the things you want to say to meAnd all you want to doWell, I wish someone could talk to meJust like how I talk to youCause I have been to places to fairly face itCause I want to be free, whoaI've been to paradise but I never been to meBut to get it crazy, whoaYou little lady, whoaCursing at your lifeCursing at your lifeGo back and tell yourselfBut every woman, the sweet womanCursing at your lifeYou are a discontented mother and a disobedient wifeI just can't just watch you sayAll the things you ever doWell, I wish someone could talk to meJust like how I talk to youCause I have been to places to fairly face itCause I want to be free, whoaI've been to paradise but I never been to meNever been to meNever been to me, girlWhoa, whoa, Lord LWhoa, whoa, Lord LBoy, oh, well, well, yeahSo, hey, lady, you, ladyCursing at your lifeCursing at your lifeI wanna know what's going onI wanna know what's going on, LOh, yeah, yeahOh, well, well, yeahAnd I know it's been pretty goodAnd I know it's Cursing at your lifeHey, hey, woman, the sweet womanCursing at your lifeYou are a discontented mother and a disobedient wifeI just can't just watch you sayAll the things you ever doWell, I wish someone could talk to meJust like how I talk to youCause I have been to places to fairly face itCause I want to be free, whoaWhoa, I've been to paradise, but I've never been to meThey must be getting crazyThey must be running out of your mind, girlThey must be running out of your mind, girlOut of your mind, oh wellOut of your mind, oh well, yeahThey're running, running out of your mind, girlThey're running, running out of your mind, girlOut of your mindI pray over youSo she really loves youYeah, she really loves me for sureReally loves me for sureThat's why she get it out of her mindThat's why she get it out of her mindOut of your mind*