Words by Dave Boulton
I’ve got a girl at home, won’t leave me alone
She will be the death of me
Though I’m feeling rough, she’s never had enough
Can’t you stop it, Valerie
Chorus:
Dubadubadumdum, dubadubadum
Dubadum dubadum dubadubadubadum
Dubadubadumdum, dubadubadum
Dubadum dubadum dubadubadubadum
Wish she’d go away for Christmas
No wonder that I’m grey and listless
I’m down to seven stone, I’m only skin and bone
Once weighed in at thirteen three
My old doctor said I need a fortnight out of bed
Can’t you stop it, Valerie
Your hands are ev’rywhere, up me vest, in me hair
Why won’t you just let me be?
You’ll have me in fits fondling me naughty bits
Can’t you stop it, Valerie
1995 His Worship & the Pig valerie.doc