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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 
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 
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? 

She comes to speak to me 
I freeze immediately 
‘Cause what she says sounds so unreal 

But somehow I can’t believe 
That anything should happen 
I know where I belong 
And nothing’s gonna happen 

Joan of Arc - Villentrois

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