Vanilla O'Lay

(Album: Faithless - 1978)

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 falling
You're my bright and guiding star

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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

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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

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