Текст песни Valerie (BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge) - Amy Winehouse

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
Well, sense 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 makin' a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Did you have to go to jail?
Put your house on up for sale?
Did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn't catch a tan
I hope you find the right man who'll fix it for ya
And are you shopping anywhere?
Changed the color of your hair
And are you busy?
And did you have to pay that fine
That you were dodging all the time?
Are you still dizzy?
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 makin' a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
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 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 makin' a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie, yeah
Valerie
Valerie
Woah ohh, Valerie
Oh oh, Valerie
Oh, Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Why don't you come on over Valerie?