I recently heard the following piped into a supermarket (no audio link because the song is really pretty terrible):

Cause she's so hiiiiiii-eeee-iiiigh,
High above me,
She's so lovely.
She's so hiiiiiii-eeee-iiiigh,
Like Cleopatra,
Joan of Arc or Aphrodite.

And I thought, you know dude, I think you may be onto something. Joan of Arc probably wouldn't give you the time of day.