Arabellas got some Interstellar gator skin boots And a Helter Skelter round her little finger And I ride it endlessly Shes 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 Sitting on the passenger side Its much less picturesque Without her catching the light The horizon tries But its just not as kind on the eye As Arabella, oh As Arabella Just might’ve tapped into your mind and soul You cant be sure Arabellas got a seventies head But shes a modern lover Its an exploration shes made of outer space And her lips are like the galaxys 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 Its much less picturesque Without her catching the light The horizon tries But its just not as kind on the eye As Arabella, oh As Arabella Just might’ve tapped into your mind and soul You cant be sure -Thats 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’ve tapped into your mind and soul You cant be sur! youtube/watch?v=Nj8r3qmOoZ8
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 06:18:42 +0000
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