Arctic Monkeys - Arabella lyrics
[Arctic Monkeys - Arabella lyrics]
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
My days end best when the
Sunset gets it'self 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 as Arabella, oh
As Arabella
Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
You can't be sure
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
My days end best when the
Sunset gets it'self 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 as Arabella, oh
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
(Asking 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
Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
You can't be sure
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
My days end best when the
Sunset gets it'self 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 as Arabella, oh
As Arabella
Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
You can't be sure
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
My days end best when the
Sunset gets it'self 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 as Arabella, oh
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
(Asking 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
Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
You can't be sure