I've Never Been to Me

I've Never Been to Me - The Hit Co.

Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life

You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife

I've 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

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 million lies....

Oh, I've been to Niece and the Isle of Greece

While I've sipped champagne on a yacht

I've 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 supposed to see

I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me

Sometimes I've been to crying

For unborn children that might have made me complete

But I took the sweet life, I 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

Hey lady......

I've been to paradise,

But I've never been to me

I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run

I've been to Neice and the isle of Greece while I've sipped champagne on a yacht

I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run

I've been to paradise, never been to me