She must belong to San Francisco she must have lost her way
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(Post it up ponchoed from old Francisco ??) one California day
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She said she believes in Robin Hood and brotherhood and colors of green
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and gray
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And all you can do is laugh at her doesn't anybody know how to pray
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Arizona take off your rainbow shades
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Arizona have another look at the world
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Arizona cut off your Indian braids
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Arizona why dontcha go my way
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Strip off your pride your acting like a teeny-bopper run away shy
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Strip off the paint from the face of a little child saint
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Arizona take off your hobo shoes
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Arizona why dontcha go my way
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[Instrumental Interlude]
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Follow me up to San Francisco (I wouldn't get your way ??)
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I'll be the Count of Monte Cristo
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You'll be the Countess May
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You can believe in Robin Hood and brotherhood and (go to the ball in my
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hay??)
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But (I would be reading you an Aesop's fable ??)
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Anything to make you stay
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Arizona take off your rainbow shades
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Arizona have another look at the world
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Arizona cut off your Indian braids
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Arizona why dontcha go my way
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Arizona take off your hobo shoes
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[Fade out]
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Arizona take off your rainbow shades
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Arizona have another look at the world
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Arizona cut off your Indian braids
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Arizona why dontcha go my way
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Arizona take off your hobo shoes
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Arizona
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| Mark Lindsay |
