Cinnamon Girl

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.