Vernie by 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 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 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 nineteen eighty three
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