Valerie

Well, sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things of what you’re doing
In my head I paint a picture
Since I’ve come home
Well, my body’s been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Oh, won’t you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over, Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Did you have to go to jail?
Put your house out up for sale?
Did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn’t catch a tan
Hope you find the right man
Who’ll fix it for you
Since I’ve come home
Well, my body’s been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Oh, won’t you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over, Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Why don’t you come on over, Valerie?
Valerie
Why don’t you come on over, Valerie?