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