| You treated me like a schoolgirl lover |
| Never did follow any rules |
| And into your arms, I’m running for cover |
| All of my strings, I’ve tied to you |
| Can you hear the gypsy turnpike |
| Oh, it’s calling |
| So take our things out to the car |
| And many shades of night are falling |
| You’re my bright and guiding star |
| (CHORUS) |
| Vanilla olay, olay, olay, layla, layla |
| Vanilla olay, olay, olay, layla |
| Vanilla olay, olay, olay, layla, layla |
| Vanilla olay, olay, olay, layla |
| Oh, my, my, my, my, you’re looking better |
| It seems like you were never I’ll |
| The doctor, he’s gonna send us a letter |
| We will let the sky pay the bill |
| John John the cat, he’s getting older |
| And he don’t jump around |
| Like you know that he should |
| Come put our baby over my shoulder |
| We’re going out to get some wood |
| (CHORUS) 2X to fade |