Arizona

She must belong to
San Francisco
She must have lost her way
Postin' a poster of
Poncho and
CiscoOne California day
She said she believes in
Robin Hood and brotherhood
And colours of green and grey
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
My myyyArizona, cut off your
Indian braids
Arizona, hey won'tcha go my way
Mmmm strip off your pride you're acting like a teeny-bopper run away child
And scrape off the paint from the face of a little town saint
Arizona, take off your hobo shoes
Arizona, hey won'tcha go my way
Follow me up to
San Francisco
I will be guide your way
I'll be the
Count of Monte
CristoYou'll be the
Countess May
And you can believe in
Robin Hood and brotherhood and rolling the ball in the hay
And I will be reading you an
Aesop's fable
Anything to make you stay-ay-ay
Arizona, take off your rainbow shades
Arizona, have another look at the world, my my
Arizona, cut off your
Indian braids
Arizona, hey won'tcha go my way
Hey, Arizona, take off your hobo shoes
Arizona, have another look at the world, my my
Arizona, get off your 8-ball blues
Arizona, hey won'tcha go my way
Come on, hey,
Arizona, take off your rainbow shades