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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. From Letras Mania