ARABELLA
Arctic Monkeys
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
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
THAT LITTLE LADY SITTIN' ON THE PASSENGER
BEHIND
THE HORIZON TRIES, BUT IT'S JUST NOT AS KIND ON THE
MY DAYS END BEST WHEN THE SUNSET GETS ITSELF
EYES
SIDE
IT'S MUCH LESS PICTURESQUE WITHOUT HER CATCHIN'
THE LIGHT
ARABELLA
OH...
into your mind and soul
tapped
Just might've
(Takes a sip)
(Makes you wish)
(Wraps her lips)
(ORGANIC)
(Askin' if)
underneath it,
of your soul, and it sounds like...
that you were the bottle
'round a Mexican Coke
cigarettes that she smokes
I can have one of those
I hope
(Just a slip)
in a cheetah print coat
You can't be sure
Just might've tapped into your mind and soul
AS
AS ARABELLA
?
?
?
?
?
BE SURE
YOU CAN'T...
