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