Tangerine
Ilya Serov
Tangerine
She's all that 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
Toasts to tangerine
Raised in every bar
Across the argentine
Oh, she has them on the run
But her heart belongs just to one
Her heart belongs to tangerine
