"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 going to 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. Da-da-da-da-da, She's so high, high above me
**Song by Tal Bachman"