I've Never Been to Me
Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife
I have 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
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
Hey 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 lives?
Oh, I've been to Niece and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed them 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
Sometimes I feel like crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
I took the sweet life and never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet
I've spent my life exploring, the subtle whoring
That costs too much to be free
I've been to paradise
I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me
I've been to paradise
You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife
I have 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
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
Hey 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 lives?
Oh, I've been to Niece and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed them 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
Sometimes I feel like crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
I took the sweet life and never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet
I've spent my life exploring, the subtle whoring
That costs too much to be free
I've been to paradise
I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me
I've been to paradise
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Hirsch, Ronald N. Miller
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