Cinnamon Songtext
von Tom Grennan

Dinner can wait, call the fire brigade
My itty, bitty heart′s running renegade
Let's start the show, just skin and bones talking
Take you to dessert and put your cherry on top
I′ll get to know ya better through the starts and the stops
It's hard to meet your ecstasy walking

This is the definition of character building
The definition of existing
The definition of what's right tonight and every other night

You′re a real hot head with a body to match
I′m throwing out a line 'cause I′m hoping to catch
Your joie de vivre is sweet to me, baby
(My cinnamon, my cinnamon)
God-damn, I want your autograph
They don't know who you are, but the cameras still flash
Your joie de vivre is sweet to me, baby
(My cinnamon, my cinnamon)


Hey (hey), tell me how you′re moving in slo-mo (slo-mo)
Honey, when we're finished, I′m comatised
Oh, my, my, oh, me

This is the definition of character building
The definition of existing
The definition of what's right tonight and every other night

You're a real hot head with a body to match
I′m throwing out a line ′cause I'm hoping to catch
Your joie de vivre is sweet to me, baby
(My cinnamon, my cinnamon)
God-damn, I want your autograph
They don′t know who you are, but the cameras still flash
Your joie de vivre is sweet to me, baby
(My cinnamon, my cinnamon)

Time, time to drink your holy water
Time to bow down at your altar
Time to lay me down to rest


You're a real hot head with a body to match
I′m throwing out a line 'cause I′m hoping to catch
Your joie de vivre is sweet to me, baby
(My cinnamon, my cinnamon)
God-damn, I want your autograph
They don't know who you are, but the cameras still flash
Your joie de vivre is sweet to me, baby
(My cinnamon, my cinnamon)