Until sally I was never happy
I needed so much more
Rain clouds oh, they used to chase me
Down they would pour
Join my tears
Allay my fears
Sent to me from heaven
Sally cinnamon you're my world
Pop, pop, pop, blow, blow bubble gum
You taste of cherryade
There is something hey you must show me
From what you are made
Sugar and spice
And all things nice
Sent to me from heaven
Sally cinnamon you're my world
You are my world
Your eyes are gazing back
From every little piece of glass
You seem to smile from every blade
Sally cinnamon you are my world
Then I put the letter back
In the place where it was found
In the pocket of a jacket
On a train in town
Sent to her from heaven
Sally cinnamon you're her world
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