Is it the way you're speakin'
Is it because i'm peakin'
Twistin' your face, thumb in hand,
But you
Gotta have your own space to play in
A collection of glass chickens
Oh vernie, what a garden you have
Maybe it's the snuff under your lip
Or maybe caramel cake covered christmas
Oh a flower you are to my land, but i
No i cannot deny the beauty
If i had a heart i would want it
To be like vernie's
Oh what a heart that she has
Roaming through the cupboard jar of
Pickles never -
Opened since nineteen eighty three
Peanuts in a pile and elvis down
The aisle -
Singing gallantly
I wish i could be
I wish i could be
I wish i could be
I wish i could be
I wish i could be
A little more like vernie
Oh, i wanna be
I wanna be a little more like vernie