Hey Victoria, do you still hide my letters
Under the mattress you lay on with him?
Do you even remember putting them there?
I'd say probably not.
But I'm here, and I'm writing by the light of the candle
That I once used when I'd write you.
Oh, Victoria, the girl in the flowered dress;
It seems you've forgotten; is this some kind of test?
And if so, I hope I'm doing well.
And on [C7]the fourth of July while I sit and [Bm]cry,
You and [Bm]Mr. Wonderful can have the time of your lives.
Oh, Victoria, did you [A7have a good time in France?
Hey, don't worry, 'cause nothing's going to [C7]change you [A7said.
Words in the wind, well, they certainly do seem [A]easy.
Eight months, now, I've been waiting for [Dm7]you [A7to [C7]come around.
Beating my [A]head against the wall; you [A7never believed me.
Why would you [A7worry? Why would you [A7worry?
All in all, I'd still say thank you. You showed me a life I never knew.
All in all, I'd still say I love you. All in all, I surrender.
All in all.