Текст песни Vanilla Olay

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 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 ill 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