She must belong to San Francisco

 she must have lost her way
Post it up ponchoed from old Francisco

 one California day

She said she believes in Robin Hood and

brotherhood and colors of green and gray
And all you can do is laugh at her

 doesn't anybody know how to pray

Arizona

take off your rainbow shades
Arizona

have another look at the world
Arizona

cut off your Indian braids
Arizona

why dontcha go my way

Strip off your pride

your acting like a teeny-bopper run away shy
Strip off the paint from the face of a little child saint

Arizona

take off your hobo shoes
Arizona

why dontcha go my way


Follow me up to San Francisco

I wouldn't get your way
I'll be the Count of Monte Cristo
You'll be the Countess May

You can believe in Robin Hood and

brotherhood and go to the ball in my hay But

I would be reading you an Aesop's fable
Anything to make you stay

Arizona

take off your rainbow shades
Arizona

have another look at the world
Arizona

cut off your Indian braids
Arizona

why dontcha go my way
Arizona

take off your hobo shoes


Arizona

take off your rainbow shades
Arizona

have another look at the world
Arizona

cut off your Indian braids
Arizona

why dontcha go my way
Arizona

take off your hobo shoes