She must belong to San Francisco, she must have lost her way Posting a poster of Pancho Anzisco, one California day She said she believes in brotherhood and brotherhood and colors of green and grey And all I 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 green Arizona, hey, won't you come my way? Strip off your pride, you're acting like a teeny-bobby runaway child Scrub off the paint from the face of a Neyland town saint Arizona, take off your over-shoes Arizona, hey, won't you come my way? Follow me up to San Francisco, I'll be your guide, your way I'll be the Count of Monte Cristo, you'll be the Countess May You can believe in brotherhood and brotherhood and rolling a ball in the hay And I will be reading you an ancient fable, anything to make you say Arizona, take off your over-shoes Arizona, have another look at the world, my, my Arizona, cut off your April blues Arizona, hey, won't you come my way? Arizona, take off your rainbow shades Arizona, have another look at the world, my, my Arizona, cut off your Indian green Arizona, hey, won't you come my way? Arizona, take off your rainbow...