text: My days end best when the sunset gets itself behind
  That little lady sitting on the passenger side
  Its much less picturesque without her catching the light
  The horizon tries but its just not as kind on the eyes
  As Arabella, oh
  As Arabella
  Just mightve tapped into your mind and soul
  You cant be sure
   In a cheetah print coat
   Underneath it I hope
   I can have one of those
   Cigarettes that she smokes
   Around a Mexican Coke
   That you were the bottlе
   You cant be sure
  You cant be sure