Sometimes I go out by myself
and I look across that water
And I think of all the things,
but joining in my head I paint a picture
yes, my body's just a mess
yeah, the way you love to dress
Why don't you come on over,
stop making a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over, Valerie
And did you ever go to jail,
put your hair so north of sale,
did you find a good lawyer?
I hope you didn't catch a tan,
hope you found the right man
And are you shopping anywhere,
changing colors of your hair,
And did you have to pay that fine
you were dodging all the time,
yes my body's just a mess,
yeah the way you love to dress
Why don't you come on over,
stop making a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie
And sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across that water
And I think of all the things
And in my head I paint a picture
yes, my body's just a mess
yeah, the way you love to dress
Why don't you come on over,
stop makin' a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over, Valerie
My girl, my sweet Valerie
Come on over, baby Valerie
