The Gourds - Valentine lyrics

It's just a little home to fill With pretty pictures of you that will And a broken clock In empty pockets lonely hands are still You can call it phantasy You can dress it up to a t But the words remain All the same until ya let it b In little ways that are only mine I go to squeeze my Valentine Time and time after time I go to squeeze my Valentin But the yearnin is only mine My favorite record from the start Always skips the well intentioned part Thru the big and small After all Straight to the heart to heart (Records go round) Picks up and right back down Yeah yeah Oh yeah Low, flat, high hat Hey-turn around!