Lyrics

Well, sometimes I go out by myself And I look across the water And I think of all the things, what you're doing In my head, I make a picture Since I'm coming home, well, my body's been a mess And I miss your ginger hair, and the way you like to dress Won't you come on over? Stop making a fool out of me Why don't you come on over, Valerie? Oh, Valerie Valerie Valerie Did you have to go to jail? Put your house on up for sale? Did you get a good lawyer? Hope you didn't catch a tan Hope you found the right man who'll fix it for you Are you shopping anywhere? Changed the color of your hair? Are you busy? Did you have to pay that fine you were dodging all the time? Are you still dizzy? Since I'm coming home, well, my body's been a mess And I miss your ginger hair, and the way you like to dress Won't you come on over? Stop making a fool out of me Why don't you come on over, Valerie? Oh, Valerie Valerie Valerie Well, sometimes I go out by myself, and I look across the water And I think of all the things, what you're doing In my head, I paint a picture Since I'm coming home, well, my body's been a mess And I miss your ginger hair, and the way you like to dress Won't you come on over? Stop making a fool out of me Why don't you come on over, Valerie? Oh, Valerie Oh, Valerie Valerie Valerie Valerie Valerie Oh, Valerie Valerie Why don't you come on over, Valerie?
Writer(s): David Mccabe, Sean Payne, Boyan Chowdhury, Abigail Harding, Russell Pritchard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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