CHE

High flying, adored, so young, the instant queen, a

Rich beautiful thing of all the talents, a cross between a

Fantasy of the bedroom and a saint

You were just a back street girl

Hustling and fighting

Scratching and biting

High flying, adored, did you believe in your wildest

moments

All this would be yours, that you'd become the lady

of them all?

Were there stars in your eyes when you crawled in

at night

>From the bars, from the sidewalks

>From the gutter theatrical?

Don't look down, it's a long, long way to fall



High flying, adored, what happens now, where do you

go from here?

For someone on top of the world, the view is not exactly

clear

A shame you did it all at twenty-six

There are no mysteries now

Nothing can thrill you

No-one fulfill you

High flying, adored, I hope you come to terms with

boredom

So famous, so easily, so soon, is not the wisest thing

to be

You won't care if they love you, it's been done before

You'll despair if they hate you

You'll be drained of all energy

All the young who've made it would agree



EVA

High flying, adored, that's good to hear, but unimportant

My story's quite usual, local girl makes good,

weds famous man

I was slap in the right place at the perfect time

Filled a gap--I was lucky

But one thing I'll say for me

No-one else can fill it like I can