Cinnamon

Cinnamon i'll spend the week away

Open the window and

I'll be there in the day

And if you count to nine

Pour out the fancy wine

Make it the nice red

I'll meet you back for bed

I'm fully exposed

I need you to know, love

Follow the road

I'll take the rope, up

(alright, woo)

Anytime you feel up to the fight

Bring me over

Make you feel right

Don't be cranky on me

You know I feel my own way

Now I'm caught in the road

What was the hold up?

I'm fully exposed

I need you to know, love

(ooh, ah)

Cinnamon i'll spend the week away

Open the window and

I'll be there in the day

And if you count to nine

Pour out the fancy wine

Make it the nice red

I'll meet you back for bed

See I've been feeling sort of rough

The way you use your eyes around me

The kinda one you get from Love

If you are down then of course I'm free

Now c'mon, I'll take you home

Darling don't be too Ernest

Count to three, we're a third alone

I know you pushed the furthest

(I know, your love)

(but baby I'm up enough)

It's hardly up n' out, send me round

Can I figure it out if I'm in on my own?

You're riveting, but you don't

Smell like home

Cinnamon i'll spend the week away

Open the window and

I'll be there in the day

And if you count to nine

Pour out the fancy wine

Make it the nice red

I'll meet you back for bed

(oh and)

Anytime you feel up to the fight

Bring me over

Make you feel right

Don't be cranky on me

You know I feel my own way