Joanne Tramonte

Joanne Tramonte

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Country - General | Florida, United States
Total Song Plays: 397   
Member Since: 2010
   Last Login: 10/17/2021

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Song Description

Finally the shift is over and the coffee shop gets robbed when the hungry cop finally gets some food.

Story Behind the Song

I'm in law enforcement and work nights, and some times all you want is something good to eat at the end of a tough night. I also like Starbucks low fat cinnamon cake. I omitted the low fat part from the song.

Lyrics

Cinnamon Cake

(Written by) Joanne Tramonte and Paul Wilson
2008(C) copyright

-CHORUS
My shift was busy, the bad guys mean.
The police car stalled, but I had my dream.
After workin' all night, stayin' up late,
I hustled to Starbucks for a cinnamon cake.
Verse
That cinnamon crumb sure is good
...made much better than I ever could.
Warm an' rich an' just right sweet,
Drippin' icin', can't be beat!
Chorus
-Verse
My mouth watered, as the sun rose.
Stress was leavin' from my head to my toes.
I stood at the counter, with my kindest grin
Waitin' for a servin' of my favorite sin.
CHORUS
Verse 3/4:
It was my turn at last, coffee and cake in hand,
I said my thanks to the baker man.
Hungrier than I ever planned.
The door swung open with a whoop and a gun.
This here robber was an angry one.
I threw my coffee in his face,
Then cuffed him fast (SPOKEN:)so I saved my cake.
Final chorus:
My shift was busy, the bad guys mean.
The police car stalled, but I had my dream.
After workin' all night, stayin' up late,
I hustled to Starbucks for a cinnamon cake.
mmm,mmmm, mmm

Song Length
2:17
Genres
Country - General, Unique - General
Tempo / Feel
Non 4/4
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Mood
Jovial

Subject Matter
Law Enforcement, Comedy, Funny

Similar Artist
Brad Paisley
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Joanne Tramonte/Paul Wilson
Music Credits Paul Wilson/Joanne Tramonte