Tangerine

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 die
And I've seen
toasts to Tangerine
raised in every bar
across the Argentine
Yes she has them on the run
But her heart belongs to just one
her heart belongs to Tangerine
Oh yes I've seen
toasts to Tangerine
raised in every bar
across the Argentine
Yes she has them on the run
But her heart belongs to just one
her heart belongs to Tangerine