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

'Cause 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?

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
You were dodging all the time are you still dizzy?

'Cause 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.
Valerie, 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 and in my head I paint a picture

'Cause 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?
Valerie, Valerie?

Oh Valerie, Valerie
Valerie, Valerie
Why don't you come on over Valerie?

Writer : PAYNE, SEAN FRANCIS CALEB/MCCABE, DAVID ALAN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing