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Cinnabon


cinnabon, cinnabon, cinnabon

I wish I was the one,

too eat that cinnabon

Many many months, 

without a cinnabon

makes me want to kill a mon

cinnabon cinnabo cinnabon

way better than pokemon

i like to run in the sun 

and dry up like a raisin

nut please no rasin, on my cinnabon 

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