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