Colgone samples littered on my floor
In that Yankees hat you're difficult to ignore
Do the hard work in the morning because guilty pleasures really never last
You go Valerie
I swear your lips are nicotine
Love me back, Valerie
Only content with myself when I'm making varsity
You were dealt a good hand now start thinking logically
Be thankful for your looks, they're better than your personality
You go Valerie
I swear your lips are nicotine
Love me back, Valerie
I've been running into you lately, mostly in my dreams
Head in my hands, in the clouds, sometimes literally
Unsupervised, unidentified and in holy matrimony
You go Valerie
I swear your lips are nicotine
Love me back, Valerie