But I, no I cannot deny the beauty
Roaming through the cupboard jar of pickles
Singing galliantly
Or maybe, caramel cake covered in Christmas
If I had a heart, I will want it to be like Vernie's
Twistin' your face, thumb in hand
A collection of glass chickens
But you gotta have your own space to play in
Oh, what a heart that she has
Peanuts in a pile and Elvis down the aisle
Oh Vernie, what a garden you have
Maybe its the snuff under your lip
I wish I could be, little more like Vernie
I wish I could be, I wish I could be
Oh, a flower you are to my land
Never opened since 1983
I wish I could be, wish I could be