Tal Bachman

She's so high

She's blood, flesh and bone

No tucks or silicone

She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound

But somehow I can't believe

 That anything should happen

I know where I belong

And nothing's gonna happen

'Cause she's so high

High above me, she's so lovely

She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite

She's so high, high above me

First class and fancy free

She's high society

She's got the best of everything

 What could a guy like me ever really offer?

She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother?

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She calls to speak to me I freeze immediately

'Cause what she says sounds so unreal

'Cause somehow I can't believe

 That anything should happen

I know where I belong

And nothing's gonna happen

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