I Have Never Been To Me

Hey lady, you, lady

cursin' at your life

You're a discontented mother

and a regimented wife

I've no doubt your dream

about the things you never do

But I wish someone had a talk

to me like I wanna talk to you

Ooh

I've been to Georgia and California,

oh, anywhere I could run

Took the hand of a preacherman

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

Oh

I've been to Nice

and the isle of Greece

Where 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 s'posed to see

I've been to paradise

but I've never been to me

Sometimes I've been to cryin'

for unborn children

That might

have made me complete

But I,

I took the sweet life

and never knew

I'd be bitter from the sweet

I spent my life

exploring the subtle whoring

that cost too much to be free

Hey lady

I've been to paradise

but I've never been to me

I've been to paradise

never been to me

I've been to Georgia

and California

and anywhere I could run

I've been to paradise

never been to me

I've been to Nice