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 And in my head I make a picture \'Cos since I\'ve come on 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 Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?