Valerie
Oh, Valerie, you give me heart attack
Oh, Valerie, you put me on the rack
Oh, you say that Im history, you say Im no good
Then you want to be two babes in the wood
Thats what I call playing to the gallery
Well, Im a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
Hey, Valerie, she got a scar down here
Valerie, she got gold in her ear
A figure like this, lips like that
Red fingernails, teeth like a cat
She never gets home till five or four or three
Well, Im a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
Well, Im soft in the head, I give her hard cash
She spends all my money on junk and trash, nylon fur, plastic shoes
And fifty-seven things shes never going to use
Never, never, never going to use
Oh, Valerie, oh, Valerie, oh, Valerie
Well, Valerie, youre going to choke or drown
Valerie, why dont you put that down?
If you dont get over this eating jag
Theyre going to take you home in a body bag
I cant stand to see one more calorie
Well, Im a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
Now every time I turn my back
Shes round the corner, looking for a crack
Its going to be the ruin of me
Well, Im running on nervous energy
Running on nervous energy
Oh, Valerie, she want to move out of town
Valerie, she want the money down
She want leopard-skin this, tiger-skin that
Matching luggage, lipstick, hat
I cant afford her on my salary
Still Im a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
Im a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
Im a-wait, wait, waiting for Valerie
Valerie, oh, Valerie, well