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 this beauty
If I had a heart I would want it to be like Vernie

Oh what a heart that she has

Roaming through the cupboard jar of pickles never Opened since 1983

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
I wish I could be

A little more like Vernie
Oh I wanna be
I wanna be a little more like Vernie