Spice

I love that cinnamon taste To my lips it's worth more than gold Ooh, it makes a young man of one that is old Well, I've got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice Got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice I've been to some faraway lands I've traveled beyond the sands Folding time with my body, it's hard to believe My corneas have long turned blue My pupils and retinas too Ooh, if you saw what I've seen, your eyes would change too Well, I've got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice Got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice Hey Spice, melange Hey Spice, melange I'll do anything for the spice I'll trade my family And home Live this life In the desert Out here I will roam My clothes, they're just tattered to rags But the veil of truth I have seen Appearance is just a construct My soul as the sheen Well, I've got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice Got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice Hey Spice, melange Hey Spice, melange Got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice Got to have that spice Spice, spice Got to have that melange Spice, spice Hey Spice, melange Hey Spice, melange Hey Spice, melange