Vernie

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 gla*s chickens Oh Vernie, what a garden you have Maybe its the snuff under your lip Or maybe, caramel cake covered in Christmas Oh, a flower you are to my land But I, no I cannot deny the beauty If I had a heart, I will want it to be like Vernie's 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 galliantly I wish I could be, I wish I could be I wish I could be, wish I could be I wish I could be, little more like Vernie Oh, I wanna be, I wanna be, little more like Vernie