23 de julio de 2011

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 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 ♪