Lila Lay, don't take me home
Lila Lay, don't take me home
I've waited for so long
Now all through all these tears
And I can't stay strong

Lila Lay, make me sad
Lila Lay, you make me bad
At least someone's happy and God is [?] our gold nations
But Lila Lay is waiting for me in the East Bocage [?]
In a backyard farm in the middle of New Orleans
Four people formed empires taken for the Cadillac dream [?]

Lila Lay, you make me bad
Lila Lay, you make me sad
And I'm so glad
It's making me mad now

I'm being spat out of the way
[?] follow your way
It just won't stay

Lila Lay
Lila Lay
Lila Lay
Lila Lay
Lila Lay
Lila Lay
Lila Lay