She's So High - Tal Bachman

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

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?

A-hah

She comes 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

She's so lovely

She's so high like Cleopatra,

Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite - Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

She's so high, high above me