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
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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 color of a constellation falling into place
(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
(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 can't be sure