marshall crenshaw
valerie
Valerie, you put me on the rack  Valerie, you'll give me a heart attack  You say that I'm history  You say I'm no good   Then you want to be like two babes in the wood  That's what I wouldn't call playing to the gallery  I keep waiting, waiting, waiting for Valerie  Valerie, why don't you put that down?  Valerie, you're gonna choke and drown If you don't give up off this junk food jag  They're gonna take you home in a body bag  I can't stand to see one more calorie  I keep waiting, waiting, waiting for Valerie   Well, I'm soft in the head, and I give her hard cash  She spends all my money on junk and trash  Nylon fur and plastic shoes  And fifty-seven things she's never gonna use  Never, never gonna use, Valerie   She's got a figure like this, lips like that  Red fingernails, teeth like a cat  I know she's going to be the ruin of me  She's got me running on nervous energy  Runnin' on nervous energy   Valerie, she wants to move out of town  Valerie, she wants the money down  Valerie, she wants leopard skin this and tiger skin that  Matching luggage and a matching hat I can't afford her on my salary   I keep waiting, waiting, waiting for Valerie  I keep waiting, waiting, waiting for Valerie