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The Nice - Little Arabella lyrics
Little Arabella She's always out of her head She lives in a daydream She never understands what she said (What does she say) She carries a flower Long after everyone said it's dead And if you see her You'll never believe her head Little Arabella She giggles her way into bed Her skirt around her ankles Smoke coming out of her head She wakes in the morning Looks and there's nobody in her bed And if you meet her You'll never believe her head Talks in riddles, talks in rhymes She reads the stars and looks for signs She is a problem of the mine Little Arbella She giggles her way into bed Her skirt around her ankles Smoke coming out of her head She wakes in the morning Looks and there's nobody to be found And if you meet her You're sure to be her next ground Arabella, that's Arabella Arabella out of her head Arabella out of her head Arabella out of her head Arabella out of her head Have you ever met a bird quite like little Arabella? Of course you have! Let me out of here! Sitting right next to you. |
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