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She's blood, flesh and bone
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No tucks or silicone
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She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound
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But somehow I can't believe
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That anything should happen
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I know where I belong
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And nothing's gonna happen
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'Cause she's so high
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High above me, she's so lovely
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She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
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She's so high, high above me
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First class and fancy free
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She's high society
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She's got the best of everything
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What could a guy like me ever really offer?
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She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother?
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(Chorus)
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She calls to speak to me
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I freeze immediately
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'Cause what she says sounds so unreal
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'Cause somehow I can't believe
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That anything should happen
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I know where I belong
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And nothing's gonna happen
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(Chorus)
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She's So High
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| Tal Bachman |
