| Song | Valentine |
| Artist | Concrete Blonde |
| Album | Group Therapy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You were watching me eat | |
| You were watching me sleep | |
| You were a willing sheep | |
| And I was little-bo-peep and | |
| You were writing it down and | |
| You were looking for cracks but I | |
| Look good with a knife in my back | |
| Valentine, | |
| I'm all mine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I'm all mine | |
| With a flick of my wrist and | |
| With a twitch of my lid | |
| I'll make you wish like hell | |
| You never said what you did and | |
| With a flick of my tongue and | |
| With a lick of my lip | |
| You'll never work your way up | |
| To where I slipped from | |
| Valentine, | |
| My steel spine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I'm all mine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Well I got leather skin | |
| And I got a brick head | |
| And I got clay feet and | |
| A heart of dead lead and | |
| I'm all wired up | |
| And I got a lotta soul | |
| And from what I'm told a golden hole | |
| Valentine, | |
| My steel spine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I'm all mine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine |
| You were watching me eat | |
| You were watching me sleep | |
| You were a willing sheep | |
| And I was littlebopeep and | |
| You were writing it down and | |
| You were looking for cracks but I | |
| Look good with a knife in my back | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| With a flick of my wrist and | |
| With a twitch of my lid | |
| I' ll make you wish like hell | |
| You never said what you did and | |
| With a flick of my tongue and | |
| With a lick of my lip | |
| You' ll never work your way up | |
| To where I slipped from | |
| Valentine, | |
| My steel spine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Well I got leather skin | |
| And I got a brick head | |
| And I got clay feet and | |
| A heart of dead lead and | |
| I' m all wired up | |
| And I got a lotta soul | |
| And from what I' m told a golden hole | |
| Valentine, | |
| My steel spine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine |
| You were watching me eat | |
| You were watching me sleep | |
| You were a willing sheep | |
| And I was littlebopeep and | |
| You were writing it down and | |
| You were looking for cracks but I | |
| Look good with a knife in my back | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| With a flick of my wrist and | |
| With a twitch of my lid | |
| I' ll make you wish like hell | |
| You never said what you did and | |
| With a flick of my tongue and | |
| With a lick of my lip | |
| You' ll never work your way up | |
| To where I slipped from | |
| Valentine, | |
| My steel spine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Well I got leather skin | |
| And I got a brick head | |
| And I got clay feet and | |
| A heart of dead lead and | |
| I' m all wired up | |
| And I got a lotta soul | |
| And from what I' m told a golden hole | |
| Valentine, | |
| My steel spine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine | |
| Valentine, | |
| I' m all mine | |
| Shines up fine, | |
| Valentine |