Breathless from the coffee I drop my newspaper down
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And left my eyeballs to read about some other town
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Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice
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But when you shoot your mouth off expect to pay the price
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She's a tangerine
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Made in California
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She's a soul fillet
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Just a little haiku
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To say how much I like you
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And sap your sex away
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Your tarpaper skin and visible beating heart
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Your words on the paper sure gave me a start
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Your huckleberry flu and one plus one is you
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So if I can't be me, well I might as well be with you
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She's a tangerine
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Made in California
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Need a soul fillet
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Baby cry your eyes out
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Baby dry your eyes out
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Burn your life away
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When the day came to an end you bounced right back again
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Watch an evening news show the L.A. blues again
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Your California sunshine sure gives me a sweat
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And your tangerine nectar's a taste I won't forget
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She's a tangerine
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Made in California
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She's a soul fillet
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??? cry your eyes out
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Sister dry your eyes out
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Burn your life away
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It's just a little Haiku
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To say how much I like you
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It's just a little Haiku
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To say how much I like you
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It's just a little Haiku
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Tangerine
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Buffalo Tom |