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