Vernie - Blind Melon

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

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 a little more like Vernie

Oh, I wanna be

I wanna be a little more like Vernie