Tangerine - Buffalo Tom

Breathless from the coffee I drop my newspaper down

And 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 tarpaper skin and visible beating 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

She’s a tangerine

Made in California

Need a soul fillet

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 the 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

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cry your eyes out

Sister dry your eyes out

Burn your life away

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