Test 3

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'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?