Taste of Cindy

Crack of dawn Cindy's moving on Talking Cindy to everyone Till she's had her fun She and me We twist the sun and sea Still, she's talking to everyone Cindy's had her fun Though I've heard it before Still, I need it more and more But I just can't get away Cindy kills me every day And I tried and I tried but she looked right through me Knife to my head when she talks so sweetly Knife in my head when I think of Cindy Knife in my head is the taste of Cindy