Buena, Oranges Like Sunday

[Chorus]
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Sunday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Monday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like payday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like someday

[Verse 1]
[Voice 1]
You keep a tiny fan in your tote for the peaches
And a list of every dog that owes you a greeting
You say the moon is just a coin somebody forgot
I say, then spend it on a bowl of mango slices

[Voice 2]
You wear two different socks to keep the week guessing
You name the pigeons after people who were late
And when the elevator pauses between floors
You tell it, “Take your time, I’m not important today”

[Chorus]
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Sunday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Monday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like payday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like someday

[Verse 2]
[Voice 1]
You bought a cactus for the cousin who forgets things
It’s doing fine; he waters it when he remembers
You keep a little jar of buttons from old shirts
And claim each one can tell you who you were

[Voice 2]
You draw a moustache on the grocery list’s potato
Then apologize to it before you put it back
You hum to every kettle at the market
The vendor says it likes your low notes best

[Chorus]
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Sunday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Monday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like payday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like someday

[Bridge]
[Voice 1]
If all the clocks decide to quit at once
We’ll ask the baker when the rolls are ready

[Voice 2]
If all the clocks decide to quit at once
I’ll still know when you’re laughing in the next room

[Both]
Easy now
Stay awhile

[Final Chorus]
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Sunday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Monday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like payday
Buena, you make the oranges taste like someday

[Outro]
[Voice 1]
Buena, you make the oranges taste like Sunday

[Voice 2]
Buena, even plain old water tastes like Sunday

[Both]
Buena.