| I'VE NEVER BEEN TO ME |
| Hey lady...you lady...cursing at your life You are discontended mother and a regimmented wife I no doubt you dream about the things you never do but I wish someone had talk to me like I wanna talk to you I've been to Geogia and California and anywhere I could run took the hand of a pleasure man and we made love in the sun. But I ran out of places and friendly faces because I have 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 live a million lies I've been to Neice and the isle of Greece while I sip champage on'y yatch I move like hallow in Monti-Carlo and show them what I've got I've been undressed by king and I've seen something that a woman ain't suppose to see I've been to paradise but I've never been to me |
| Hey...you know what paradise is...it's a lie a fantasy we created about people and places that we'd them to be But you know what the true is It's that a little baby you holding and it's that man you fough with this morning the same one you going to make love with tonight That's truth, that's love. |
| Sometime I've been to crying for unborn children that might had made me complete but I...I took the sweet life I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet I spend my life exploring the subtle whoring and it cost too much to be free I've been to paradise But....I've never been to me |