Arabella

Arabella's got some interstellar gator skin boots
 And a helter-skelter 'round her little finger, and I ride it endlessly
 She's got a Barbarella silver swimsuit
 And when she needs to shelter from reality, she takes a dip in my daydreams
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 My days end best when the sunset gets itself behind
 That little lady sittin' on the passenger side
 It's much less picturesque without her catchin' the light
 The horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes
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 As Arabella, oh
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 As Arabella
 Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
 You can't be sure
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 Arabella's got a '70s head
 But she's a modern lover, it's an exploration she's made of outer space
 And her lips are like the galaxy's edge
 And her kiss the colour of a constellation fallin' into place
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 My days end best when the sunset gets itself behind
 That little lady sittin' on the passenger side
 It's much less picturesque without her catchin' the light
 The horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes
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 As Arabella, oh
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 As Arabella
 Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
 You can't be sure
 (That's magic) in a cheetah print coat
 (Just a slip) underneath it, I hope
 (Askin' if) I can have one of those
 (Organic) cigarettes that she smokes
 (Wraps her lips) 'round a Mexican Coke
 (Makes you wish) that you were the bottle
 (Takes a sip) of your soul, and it sounds like
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 Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
 You can't be sure