Growing up on Cinnamon Street.
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Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet,
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it's seven o'clock, the breakfast treat.
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Now the schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat.
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All the dreams are tiny ones, another week has just begun
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on Cinnamon Street.
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There was a boy on Cinnamon Street,
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the same age as me, we shared the curiosity.
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He won my heart cos he could play guitar.
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He promised me heaven at once and later all the stars.
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But it all remained the same cos things can never change
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on Cinnamon Street.
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I can hear my heartbeat the very first time we made love,
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life was a lazy rest in the sun.
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Later we went dancing, staying up all night long - playing all our favourite songs,
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Cinnamon songs:
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Oh oh na na na na na.
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I say goodbye to Cinnamon Street.
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Springtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet.
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I walk in a cloud, the smell of cinnamon bread,
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it's in my blood since the day I was born 'til I wake up... dead.
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And the sun is smiling gently, a funny shade of red,
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Cinnamon Street.
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I still feel my heartbeat the very first time we made love,
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life was a lazy day in the sun.
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Later we went dancing, hanging out all night long - singing all our favourite songs,
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Cinnamon songs:
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Oh oh na na na na na na...
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Cinnamon Street 2
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| Roxette |
