I use it for a coaster
If they don't know how to serve
Some days, I feel tangerine
Beggars can't be choosy
And drink the overflow
Everything I felt for you
Of your negligee
Everywhere I go
To take my mind off the tangerine color
Even though I take your picture
You got a different phone number
And give it all away
Some days, I just wanna black out
And a lot of nerve
Some days, I make a lot of money