[Che:]
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High flying, adored
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So young, the instant queen
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A rich beautiful thing, of all the talents
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A cross between a fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
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You were just a backstreet girl
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Hustling and fighting, scratching and biting
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High flying, adored
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Did you believe in your wildest moments
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All this would be yours
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That you'd become the lady of them all?
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Were there stars in your eyes
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When you crawled in at night
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From the bars, from the sidewalks
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From the gutter theatrical
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Don't look down, it's a long, long way to fall
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High flying, adored
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What happens now, where do you go from here?
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For someone on top of the world
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The view is not exactly clear
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A shame you did it all at twenty-six
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There are no mysteries now
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Nothing can thrill you, noone fulfill you
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High flying, adored
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I hope you come to terms with boredom
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So famous so easily, so soon
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It's not the wisest thing to be
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You won't care if they love you
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It's been done before
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You'll despair if they hate you
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You'll be drained of all energy
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All the young who've made it would agree
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[Eva:]
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High flying, adored
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That's good to hear but unimportant
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My story's quite usual
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Local girl makes good, weds famous man
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I was stuck in the right place at the perfect time
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Filled a gap, I was lucky
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But one thing I'll say for me
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Noone else can fill it like I can
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High Flying, Adored
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Madonna |