Old Song - The Brothers Comatose & Lindsay Lou

Well, sometimes I go out by myself And I look across the water And I think of all the things in what you're doing And in my head, I paint a picture Since I've come home Well, my body's been a mess 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 And come on over, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Did you have to go to jail? Put your house up for sale? Did you get a good lawyer? Did you have to pay that fine You were dodging all the time Or did he fix it for ya? Are you shopping anywhere? Changed the color of your hair? Are you busy? I hope you didn't catch a tan I hope you found the right man Are you still dizzy? Since I've come home Well, my body's been a mess 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 And you come on over, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Well, sometimes I go out by myself And I look across the water And I think of all the things in what you're doing And in my head, I paint a picture Since I've come on home Well, my body's been a mess I've missed your ginger hair And the way you like to dress Why don't you come on over? Stop making a fool out of me Come on over, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie Whoa, Valerie