You treated me like a schoolgirl lover,
We never did follow any rules.
And 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.
Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la Lay-la.
Vanilla O'Lay, O'Lay, O'Lay, Lay-la. (2X)
Oh my, my, my, my, you're looking better,