Hes a perfect stranger
Like a cross of himself and a fox
Hes a feeling arranger
And a changer of the ways he talks
Hes the unforseen danger
The keeper of the key to the locks
Know when you see him
Nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide
Its the loner
If you see him in the subway
Hell be down at the end of the car
Watching you move
Until he knows he knows who you are
When you get off at your station alone
Hell know that you are
Know when you see him
Nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide...
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...
Be on my side,
Ill be on your side, baby
There is no reason for you to hide
Its so hard for me
staying here all alone
When you could be taking me
for a ride.
Yeah, she could drag me
over the rainbow,
Send me away
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
Dead.
You take my hand,
Ill take your hand
Together we may get away
This much madness is
too much sorrow
Its impossible to make it today.
Yeah, she could drag me
over the rainbow,
Send me away
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
Dead.
Be on my side,
Ill be on your side, baby
There is no reason for you to hide
Its so hard for me
staying here all alone
When you could be taking me
for a ride.
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