Tangerine Lyrics - Buffalo Tom

Breathless from the coffee, I drop my newspaper down 

Left my eyeballs to read about some other town 

Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice 

But when you shoot your mouth off, expect to pay the price 

She's a tangerine 

Made in California 

She's a soul fillet 

Just a little haiku 

To say how much I like you 

And sap your sex away 

Your tar paper skin and visible beatin' heart 

Your words on the paper sure gave me a start 

Your huckleberry flu and one plus one is you 

So if I can't be me, well I might as well be with you 

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She's a tangerine 

Made in California 

Need a soul fillet 

So, baby cry your eyes out 

Baby, dry your eyes out 

Burn your life away 

When the day came to an end, you bounced right back again 

Watch an evening news show, L.A. blues again 

Your California sunshine sure gives me a sweat 

And your tangerine nectar's a taste I won't forget 

She's a tangerine 

Made in California 

She's a soul fillet 

I've seen you cry your eyes out 

Sister, dry your eyes out 

Burn your life away 

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It's just a little haiku 

To say how much I like you 

It's just a little haiku 

To say how much I like you 

It's just a little haiku