Tangerine

South American stories



Tell of a girl who's quite a dream



The beauty of her race



Though you'll doubt all the stories



And think the tales are just a bit extreme



Wait till you see her face



Ooh, Tangerine, she is all they claim



With her eyes of night



And lips as bright as flame



Tangerine, when she dances by



Senoritas stare and caballeros sigh



And I've seen toasts to Tangerine



Raised in every bar across the Argentine



Yes, she's got them all on the run



But her heart belongs to just one



Her heart belongs to Tangerine



And I've seen toasts to Tangerine



Raised in every bar across the Argentine



Yes, she's got them all on the run



But her heart belongs to just one



Her heart belongs to Tangerine



She's got them all on the run



Her heart belongs to just one



Her heart belongs to Tangerine



Tangerine, Tangerine, nectarine



Oh figuring, Tangerine