Chica Canela

Breathing the lines of your body I got lost
In the mosh pit of your breasts I found myself
Cinnamon girl, cinnamon girl, slim cinnamon girl
I don't know from which school you have escaped

I only know in which gym I have dreamed of you
Cinnamon girl, cinnamon girl, slim cinnamon girl
You have a clove that has blown inside me
To the rigid inspector

And I don't know from which school you have escaped
I only know in which gym I have dreamed of you
Cinnamon girl, cinnamon girl, slim cinnamon girl
You have a clove that has blown inside me
To the rigid inspector
And I don't know
I don't know
I don't know, I don't know