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