maandag 27 augustus 2012

incomprehensible but singable

Stimes I go out bima self
looka cross the water.
Andi think of all the things that ye doing,
and I painta picture.

Since I come on home
and my body is a mess
and I missed your ginger hair
anda way ye like to dress
I won't you come over,
stop make a fool outa me
Why won't you come over,
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie

Did ye have to go to jail,
put your house upon for sale,
did ye lawyer?
Pew didn't catch a tan
hope ye finda right man
fix it for ye.
Aye shopping anywhere,
changed the colour of ye hair
are ye busy?
Did ye have to pay the fine,
you were dodging all the time,
are ye dizzy?

Since I come on home
and my body is a mess
and I missed your ginger hair
anda way ye like to dress
I won't you come over,
stop make a fool outa me
Why won't you come over,
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie

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