Tal Bachman
She's So High

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 nothin's going to happen

'Cause she's so High
High above me,
She's so lovely
She's so High
Like Cleopatra,
Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite

1st 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

She comes to speak to me
I freeze immediatly
'Cause what she say's
Sounds so unreal
'Cause somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
'Cause I know where I belong
And nothin's going to happen

'Cause she's so High
High above me,
She's so lovely
She's so High
Like Cleopatra,
Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite

Buyin My Boots on the Strip

Created March 31, 2000


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