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
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