Текст песни Buffalo Tom - Tangerine
Buffalo Tom - Tangerine слова песни
Breathless from the coffee I drop my newspaper downAnd left my eyeballs and read about some other townYour blueberry flu and message at breakfast was niceBut when you shoot your mouth off expect to pay the priceShe`s a tangerineMade in CaliforniaShe`s a soul filletJust a little haikuTo say how much I like youAnd sap your sex awayYour tarpaper skin and visible beating heartYour words on the paper sure gave me a startYour huckleberry flu and one plus one is youSo if I can`t be me, well I might as well be youShe`s a tangerineMade in CaliforniaNeed a soul filletBaby cry your eyes outBaby dry your eyes outAnd burn your life awayWhen the day came to an end you bounced right back againWatch an evening news show the L.A. blues againYour California sunshine sure gives me a sweatAnd your tangerine nectar`s a taste I won`t forgetIt`s just a little Haikuto say how much I like you