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.