Παρασκευή, 17 Αυγούστου 2012

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, And 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...

Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie...

Valerie, Valerie, Valerie...

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