The Never Ever
cinnamon
Cinnamon
Friday night
Walks a girl with thought tattoo
Ooh to my surprise
She was making eyes from across the room
She was singing
Ooh Ooh Ohh Ohh Ooh Ooh
I'm intoxicated by her perfume
Now I'm singing
Oooh Oooh Ohh Ohh Ooh Ooh
Without a trace