Arabella

A song about a space aged lover named Arabella serves as track four on the Arctic Monkeys 5th album AM. It furthers the album’s motif of passion’s incessant pull, both for better and worse, with the titular woman’s unavoidable appeal.

[Verse 1] Arabella's got some interstellar-gator skin boots An' a Helter Skelter 'round her little finger An' I ride it endlessly She's got a Barbarella silver swimsuit An' when she needs to shelter from reality She takes a dip in my daydreams [Chorus] 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 [Post-Chorus] Just might’ve tapped into your mind and soul You can't be sure [Verse 2] Arabella's got a '70s head But she's a modern lover It's an exploration, she's made of outer space An' her lips are like the galaxy's edge An' her kiss the colour of a constellation Fallin' into place [Chorus] 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 [Post-Chorus] Just might’ve tapped into your mind and soul You can't be sure [Bridge] (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 a Mexican Coke (Makes you wish) That you were the bottle (Takes a sip) Of your soul, an' it sounds like [Guitar Solo] [Outro] Just might’ve tapped into your mind and soul You can't be sure