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
  
  [bad word] 
  '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?
  
  [bad word] 
  
  She calls 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
  
  [bad word]