Something's funny 'bout this tangerine.
Can't remember seeing one that's green.
Give me broccoli, I'll eat anything.
But I must hide away . . . This Green Tangerine.

And these baked potatoes should be brown.
They're glowing like the neon lights downtown.
There's something quite peculiar 'bout this scene.
My taters are as green . . . As my tangerine.

The milk is phosphorescent in the box,
And who would spead green cream cheese and green lox?
Turn the lights out, and they're plainly seen.
And glowing in the night's . . . My Green Tangerine.

Moving here, I guess I took a chance . . . The state just built a big atomic plant.
Naturally, it's next door to me.
I guess that might explai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ain . . . My Green Tangerine.