Heart Like an Orange

In his cold little town, there's no singing allowed No one smiles much and no one makes out and no one smokes down He had a click in his knee and a sore in his mouth Had a couple of girls, but nothing so great to keep him around So from up on the tundra, he wandered down Like a stray cat running from the snow Took his motoring boots off and breathed the air Tried to live on the beach and was seared by the sun Back on the farm, his folks were up in arms crying, "our baby's a bum!" But them Florida girls kept him at ease Ginger and Rose and Jasmine and all the other smells on the breeze Up from the marshes, she came to him Like a flip-flop floatin' on a wave Like a hummingbird flying across the sea If you lose a wingbeat when you're over that sea You'll be swallowed by the drink You'll sink and you'll sink You'll sink, you'll see But up in her room smells like sweet cinnamon Cedar and sage and incense and smoke where few men had been He's lost and he's gone, got a heart like an orange He's lost and he's gone, got a heart like an orange Got a heart like an orange, got a heart like an orange Got a heart like an orange, got a heart like an orange