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
And in my head I paint a picture

Well since you've come on home
Well my body's been a mess
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
So why don't you come on over, Valerie?

Valerie! Valerie!
Valerie!

Why don't you come on over, Valerie?