She must belong to San Francisco
She must have lost her way
Posting a poster of Poncho and Cisco
One California day
She says 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, my, my
Arizona, cut off your Indian braids
Arizona, hey, won't you go my way
Ooh, strip off your pride
You're acting like a teeny bopper on your way, child
Scrape off the paint from the face of a little town saint
Arizona, take off your rainbow shades
Arizona, hey, won't you go my way
Follow me up to San Francisco
I will be guide your way
I'll be the Count of Monte Cristo
You'll be the Countess May
And you can believe in Robin Hood and Brotherhood
And all you can do is laugh at her
Rolling a ball in the hay
And I will 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, my, my
Arizona, cut off your Indian braids
Arizona, hey, won't you go my way
Arizona, hey, won't you go my way
Come on, hey
Arizona, get off your eight-ball blues
Arizona, have another look at the world, my, my