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

'Coz 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 won't you come on over Valerie?

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Why won't you,come on over Valerie?