'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? Well sometimes I go out by myself

If I could stay Then the night would give you up Stay and the night would be enough Green light, Seven Eleven You stop in for a pack of cigarettes You don't smoke, don't even want to Hey now, check your change Dressed up like a car crash Your wheels are

'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 And I think of all the things, What you're doing and in my head I paint a

'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? Well sometimes I go out by myself

Nobody compares to you There's gotta be some way to get you to want me like before 'Cause no one ever looks so good in a dress And it hurts 'cause I know you won't be mine tonight Now all my friends say it's not really worth it But even if that's true