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 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 would want it to be like vernie's

Oh what a heart that she has

You see roaming through the cupboard jar of

Pickles never opened since 1983

My peanuts in a pile and elvis down the aisle

Singing gallantly

I wish I could be

I wish I could be a little more like vernie

I wish I could see

I wish I could see a little more like vernie