Tangerine
Johnny Mercer, Victor Schertzinger
Tangerine, she is all they claim
With her eyes of night
And lips as bright as flame
Tangerine, when she dances by
Señoritas stare and caballeros sigh
And I've seen toast 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