Where is the cinnamon, where is the cinnamon
I got to find the cinnamon, I got to find the cinnamon
I need to bake a cake, I need to bake a cake
I need to bake a cake, a Christmas cake
Not like last year, when cinnamon was missing
Santa healthy and happy and everybody kissing
All the gifts were brought to the kids where they were supposed to be
Under their Christmas tree
But I‘ve been working on a plan that I‘ve been keeping to myself
I am the Christmas elf
Christmatio Malifatio Spekulatio
Where is the cinnamon, where is the cinnamon
I got to find the cinnamon, I got to find the cinnamon
Cinnamon for cake, Cinnamon for cake
Bake a cake, Bake a cake, Bake a cake to make it ache
Where is the cinnamon, where is the cinnamon
I got to find the cinnamon, I got to find the cinnamon
Cinnamon for cake, Cinnamon for cake
Bake a cake, Bake a cake, Bake a cake to make it ache
Unlike last year when everything was safe
This time I’ll put cinnamon in the Christmas cake
Oh poor Santa you’ll tremble and shake
Your cinnamon allergy will put an end to your fate
I’ll keep all the Christmas gifts for me, just me and myself
I’m the evil Christmas elf
Christmatio Malifatio Spekulatio
Christmatio Malifatio Spekulatio
He ate the cake, ate the cake, Santa’s having stomach ache
Ate the cake, ate the cake, Santa’s having stomach ache
All the presents for myself!