Valerie (Live From Shepherd’s Bush Empire, London, 2007)

Well, sometimes I go out by myself And I look across the water And I think of all the things of what you're doing In my head I paint a picture Since I've come home Well, my body's been a mess And 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 Why don't you come on over, Valerie? Valerie, yeah Valerie Valerie, yeah Did you have to go to jail? Put your house out up for sale? Did you get a good lawyer? I hope you didn't catch a tan Hope you find the right man Who'll fix it for you Now, are you shopping anywhere? Change the color of your hair And are you busy? Did you have to pay that fine That you were dodging all the time? Are you still dizzy? Since I've come home Well, my body's been a mess And I miss your ginger hair And the way you like to dress Oh, won't you come on over? Stop making a fool out of me Oh, why don't you come on over, Valerie? Valerie, yeah Valerie Valerie Well, sometimes I go out by myself And I look across the water And I think of all the things of what you're doing In my head I paint a picture Since I've come on home Well, my body's been a mess And 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 Oh, why don't you come on over, Valerie? Valerie, yeah Valerie Valerie, woah, woah Valerie, yeah, yeah Valerie, yeah Valerie Valerie, yeah Oh, why don't you come on over, Valerie?