Tangerine - Bob Eberle, Bob Eberle, Helen O´connell

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 has them all on the run

But her heart belongs to just one

Her heart belongs to Tangerine

Tangerine, she is all they say

With mascaraed eye and chapeaux by Dache

Tangerine, with her lips of flame

If the color keeps, Louis Philippe’s to blame

And I’ve seen clothes on Tangerine

Where the label says 'From Macy’s Mezzanine'

Yes, she’s got the guys in a whirl

But she’s only fooling one girl

She’s only fooling Tangerine