Tangerine The Jimmy Dorsey Orchestra (#1 in 1942)

Tangerine, She is all they claim
With her eyes of night and lips as bright as flame
Tangerine, When she dances by
Senoriatas stare and caballeros sigh.
And I’ve seen toasts 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.