text: 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 sittin on the passenger side
  Its much less picturesque without her catchin the light
  The horizon tries, but its just not as kind on the eyes
  As Arabella, oh
  Arabella
  Just mightve tapped into your mind and soul
  You cant be sure
  Arabellas got a 70s 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 colour of a constellation
  Fallin into place
  My days end best when the sunset gets itself behind
  That little lady sittin on the passenger side
  Its much less picturesque without her catchin the light
  The horizon tries, but its just not as kind on the eyes
  As Arabella, oh
  As Arabella
  I just mightve 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
  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
  Woo!
  I just mightve tapped into your mind and soul
  You cant be sure
  Id like to play for you now, ladies and gentlemen
  The, uh, title track from our new LP
  Entitled, Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
  Get down