Arctic Monkeys

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                    Em                          Am
Arabella's got some interstellar-gator skin boots
       G                         Em                                Am  G
And a helter skelter 'round her little finger and I ride it endlessly
             Em                      Am
She's got a Barbarella silver swimsuit
              G                      Em                           Am     G
And when she needs to shelter from reality she takes a dip in my daydreams

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

Chorus:
Em G Em Am Em G Em   Bm
                As Arabella
Em G Em Am Em G Em   Bm
                As Arabella
Em    G          Em       Am      Em        G Em Bm
Just might have tapped into your mind and soul
Em G   Em Am Em  G Em Bm
You can---t  be sure

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

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

chorus

C                                A
That's magic in a cheetah print coat
                             Em
Just a slip underneath it I hope
                              G
Asking if I can have one of those
                              C
Organic cigarettes that she smokes
                                  A
Wraps her lips round the Mexican coke
                                  C
Makes you wish that you were the bottle
                                 D     D#
Takes a sip of your soul and it sounds like

Just might’ve tapped into your mind and soul
You can't be sure