Il testo della Cinnamon curl

Cinnamon curls and ginger skin
Look what a mess i am in

Hey

Searching his manhood with my hand
He is so young in my command

And he smells like love
(smells like love)

Oh oh oh

I don't trust it a bit

He tastes like love
(tastes like love)

I don't believe it

Oh oh oh

Mhm, hey

And then his color is aqua-blue
(color)

So when i'm with i speak the truth
He plays the delicate strings

And my woman crumbles when he sings
'cause

He sounds like love
(sounds like love)

He feels like love
(feels like love)

I don't believe it