[Verse 1]
I smell cinnamon
I hate cinnamon
Well I do like cinnamon
January to November
And I hate listening
To songs about jingling the bells
Lights twinkling
On the plastic tree they're wrapped around
[Pre-Chorus]
Silent night
That'd be nice, oh
My inner child has turned off the lights
'Cause this season ain't even 'bout quality time
[Chorus]
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
I smell cinnamon
I hate cinnamon
Well I do like cinnamon
January to November
And I hate listening
To songs about jingling the bells
Lights twinkling
On the plastic tree they're wrapped around
[Pre-Chorus]
Silent night
That'd be nice, oh
My inner child has turned off the lights
'Cause this season ain't even 'bout quality time
[Chorus]
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
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