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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Lyrics:
You treated me like a schoolgirl lover We never did follow any rules Into your arms and 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 as the shades of night are fallin' You're my bright and guiding star
Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Lay-La Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la
Oh my, my, my, my, you're looking better Seems like you were never ill The doctor, he's gonna send you a letter Let the sky up pay the bill
Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la
John-John the cat, he's getting older And he can't jump up like we know he should So come, put the baby over my shoulder We're going out to get some wood
Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Lay-la Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la ...
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