(I've) Never Been To Me

Hey lady, you, lady, cursing at your life
Youre a discontented mother
and a regimented wife
Ive no doubt you dream about
the things youll never do
But I wish someone had talked to me
like I wanna talk to you

Ive been to Georgia and California,
anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preachman
and we made love in the sun
But I ran out of places and friendly faces
Because I had to be free
Ive been to paradise,
but Ive never been to me

Please lady, please, lady,
dont just walk away
Cause I have this need to tell you
why Im all alone today
I can see so much of me
still living in your eyes
Wont you share a part of a weary heart
that has lived a million lies
Oh Ive been to Nice and the isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
and showed em what Ive got
Ive been undressed by kings
And Ive seen some things
that a woman aint supposed to see
Ive been to paradise
But Ive never been to me

(spoken) Hey, you know what paradise is? Its a lie
A fantasy we create about people
and places as wed like them to be
But you know what truth is ?
Its that little baby youre holding,
And its that man
you fought with this morning,
the same one youre going to make
love with tonight
Thats truth, thats love
Sometimes Ive been to crying
for unborn children
that might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet life
And never knew Id be bitter from the sweet
I spent my life exploring the subtle whoring
that cost too much to be free
Hey lady, Ive been to paradise
But Ive never been to me
Ive been to paradise
Ive never been to me

Ive been to paradise
Ive never been to me