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Arctic Monkeys - Arabella
...3,
2,
1
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
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
As
Arabella
oh
As
Arabella
Just
might've
tapped
into
your
mind
and
soul
You
can't
be
sure
...3,
2,
1
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
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
As
Arabella
oh
As
Arabella
Just
might've
tapped
into
your
mind
and
soul
You
can't
be
sure
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
...3,
2,
1
Just
might've
tapped
into
your
mind
and
soul
You
can't
be
sure
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