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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