Well sometimes I go out by myself And I look across the water And I think of all the things, what you're doin'? And in my head I paint a picture Well since you've come on home Well my body's been a mess 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 So why don't you come on over, Valerie Valerie Why don't you come on over, Valerie