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 this sunset gets itself
Behind that little lady sitting on the passenger side
It´s much less picturesque without her catching the light
The horizon tries but it´s just not as kind on the eyes

As Arabella
As Arabella
Just might have tapped into your mind and soul
You can´t be sure

Arabella´s got a 70´s 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 falling into place

My days end best when this sunset gets itself
Behind that little lady sitting on the passenger side
It´s much less picturesque without her catching the light
The horizon tries but it´s just not as kind on the eyes

As Arabella
As Arabella
Just might have 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 the Mexican coke
Makes you wish that you were the bottle
Takes a sip of your soul and it sounds like…

Just might have tapped into your mind and soul
You can´t be sure