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(originally by Tal Bachman) |
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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 |
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I can't believe |
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That anything should happen |
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I know where |
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I belong And nothings gonna happen |
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Yeah, yeah [Chorus:] ' |
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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... |
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Like Cleopatra, |
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Joan of Arc, or |
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Aphrodite |
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She's so high... |
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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 |
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Ever really offer? |
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She's perfect as she can be |
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Why should |
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I even bother? [Repeat Chorus] |
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She comes 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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But somehow |
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I can't believe |
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That anything should happen |
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I know where |
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I belong And nothing's gonna happen |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah [Repeat Chorus] |
