Cinnamon swore she quit the war
She wants to be a girl once more
So she took the cat and left again
I should have slowed by drinking down
I should have worked or figured something out impossible
But I'll be alright
I can hear them queens on a Saturday night
Under the lights
Saying we got the stuff that's more fun than a wife
When you drink the world is still out there but for the moment it don't seem unfair
Cinnamon says
Cinnamon says
Cinnamon says
Cinnamon says
I'm out of my head
Between the bars and second-hand stores
Cheap hotels and Mexican whores
Where the angels play
I'll be alright
I can hear them drunks on a Saturday night soft and white
What's in that stuff that's more fun than a wife
When you drink the world is still out there but for the moment it don't seem unfair
Cinnamon says
Cinnamon says
Cinnamon says
Cinnamon says
I'm out of my head