I’ve never been to me

hey lady,you lady

　　cursin' at your life

　　you're a discontened mother

　　and a regimented wife

　　i've no doubt you dream about

　　the thinds you'll never do

　　but i wish someone had to talked to me

　　like i wanna talk to you

　　i've been to georgia and california

　　and anywhere i could run

　　took the head 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 alone today

　　ican see so much of me

　　still living in your eyes

　　won't you share a part of a weary heart

　　that has lived million lies

　　oh i've been to nice and the isle of greece

　　while i sipped champagne on a yacht

　　i moved like harlot 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,

　　hey lady 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 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 (i've been to paradise)

　　i've been to paradise

　　but i've never been to me[1]