I've Never Been To Me

[tyarky]

-Charlene

Hey lady, you lady
Cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother and a rich inventive wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you'll 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
And anywhere I could run
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 a million lies

Oh I've 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 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

[spoken:]
Hey you know what paradise is
It's a lie, a fantasy we create about people
And places as we'd like them to be
But you knew what truth is
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonite
That's truth, that's love

Sometimes I've been to crying 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've spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring that cost too much to be free
Hey lady I've been to paradise, but I 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 and the isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht)
I've been to paradise - never been to me
(I've been to cryin' for unborn children...)