Cinnamon Curl

Cinnamon curls and ginger skin
Look what a mess I am in
Hey
Searching his manhood with my hand
He is so young in my command
And he smells like love
(Smells like love)
Oh Oh Oh
I don't trust it a bit
He tastes like love
(Tastes like love)
I don't believe it
Oh Oh Oh
Mhm, hey
And then his color is aqua-blue
(Color)
So when I'm with I speak the truth
He plays the delicate strings
And my woman crumbles when he sings
'Cause
He sounds like love
(Sounds like love)
He feels like love
(Feels like love)
I don't believe it