(words & music by margaret a roche)



She came on the stage

In a dress like the sky

She had painted a sunset

Around her eyes

And all of the people

Were charmed and surprised

At how pretty and high and shy she was

Pretty and high and shy



She at the window

And the prince upon the bed

They were for an hour

Before he said

If she had no place else

She was welcome to stay

But she'd better get back

And she thanked him the same

Leavin' him pretty and high and dry

Pretty and high and dry



The prince was confused

So he asked the magician

The magician arrived

At the answer profound

If she takes off her dress

The sky will fall down

Cause she's pretty and high and a lie

Pretty and high and a lie



I work at the circus

And i sleep with the clown

When i took off my dress

The sky fell down

If the sky falls down

Then we play on the ground

Cause i'm pretty and high and only partly a lie

Pretty and high and only partly a lie

Pretty and high and only partly a lie




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