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 And in my head I paint a picture Since I've come on home Well my body's been a mess And I've missed 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? Valerie Did you have to go to jail Put your house on up for sale, did you get a good lawyer? I hope you didn't catch a tan I hope you find the right man who'll fix it for you Are you shopping anywhere Changed the color of your hair, are you busy? And did you have to pay that fine That you were dodging all the time, are you still dizzy? Valerie Valerie Why don't you come over, Valerie?
Writer(s): David Mccabe, Sean Payne, Boyan Chowdhury, Abigail Harding, Russell Pritchard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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