Would you like some of my tangerine?
I know I'll never treat you mean.
Never knew how I'd meet you,
Didn't know how to greet you.
When I saw you look that way,
Would you like some of my tangerine?
I know I'll never treat you mean.
Always longed to say I love you,
Always been too high above you.
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