Arabella's got some interstellar-gator skin boots And a helter skelter around 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 My days end best when this sunset gets itself behind That little lady sitting on the passenger side It's much less picturesque without her catching the light The horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes As Arabella, oh As Arabella Just might have tapped into your mind and soul You can't be sure Arabella's got a 70's 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 color of a constellation falling into place My days end best when the sunset gets itself behind That little lady sitting on the passenger side It's much less picturesque without her catching the light The horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes As Arabella, oh As Arabella Just might have 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 (Asking if) I can have one of those (Organic) cigarettes that she smokes (Rubs her lips) 'round a Mexican coke (Makes you wish) that you were the bottle (Takes a sip) of your soul and it sounds like Just might have tapped into your mind and soul You can't be sure
Thx bro, i use it everytime i wanna jam
Glad you enjoy it :)
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Arabella's got some interstellar-gator skin boots
And a helter skelter around 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
My days end best when this sunset gets itself behind
That little lady sitting on the passenger side
It's much less picturesque without her catching the light
The horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes
As Arabella, oh
As Arabella
Just might have tapped into your mind and soul
You can't be sure
Arabella's got a 70's 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 color of a constellation falling into place
My days end best when the sunset gets itself behind
That little lady sitting on the passenger side
It's much less picturesque without her catching the light
The horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes
As Arabella, oh
As Arabella
Just might have 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
(Asking if) I can have one of those
(Organic) cigarettes that she smokes
(Rubs her lips) 'round a Mexican coke
(Makes you wish) that you were the bottle
(Takes a sip) of your soul and it sounds like
Just might have tapped into your mind and soul
You can't be sure
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