She’s So High

She's blood, flesh and bone, no tux 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, yeah

'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?

'Cause she's so high, high above me, she's so lovely, she's so high

Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite

Oh, the doo-doo-doo

She's so high, high above me

She comes to speak to me

I freeze immediately

'Cause what she says sounds so unreal

Somehow I can't believe

That anything should happen

I know where I belong, nothing's gonna happen, yeah, yeah, yeah

'Cause she's so high, high above me, she's so lovely, she's so high

Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite

Oh, yeah, yeah, she's so high, high above me