I've Never Been to Me sing and play along

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 never do but I wish someone had a talked to me like I want to talk to you.

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

Took the hand Har 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 when 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 s'posed to see.

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

Sometimes, I've been to crying for unborn children who might have made me complete.

But I, I took the sweet life,

I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet.

I 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 paradise,

never been to me.

me.

I've been to paradise,

never been to me.