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I wanna live
With a cinnamon girl
I could be happy
The rest of my life
With a cinnamon girl.
A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together,
Chasing the moonlight,
My cinnamon girl.
Ten silver saxes,
A bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes
And waits between shows
For his cinnamon girl.
A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together,
Chasing the moonlight,
My cinnamon girl.
Pa sent me money now
I'm gonna make it somehow
I need another chance
You see your baby loves to dance
Yeah... yeah... yeah.