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Growing up on Cinnamon Street. Everywhere you look there are lotsof people to meet, it's seven o'clock, the breakfast treat. Nowthe schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat. All the dreamsare tiny ones, another week has just begun on Cinnamon Street.There was a girl on Cinnamon Street, the same age as me, weshared the curiosity. I won her heart cos I could play guitar. Ipromised her heaven at once and later all the stars. But it allremained the same cos things can never change on / CinnamonStreet. I can hear my heartbeat the very first time we made love,life was a lazy rest in the sun. Later we went dancing, stayingup all night long - playing all our favourite songs, Cinnamonsongs: Oh oh na na na na na / I say goodbye to Cinnamon Street.Springtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet. I walk in acloud, the smell of cinnamon bread, it's in my blood since theday I was born 'til I wake up... dead. And the sun is smilinggently, a funny shade of red, / Cinnamon Street. I still feel myheartbeat the very first time we made love, life was a lazy dayin the sun. Later we went dancing, hanging out all night long -singing all our favourite songs, Cinnamon songs: Oh oh na na nana na na.