Lyrics
But she used to have a carefree mind of her, with a wolf at the door
Veronica has gone to hide, picked upon the bones of last weeks news
With devilish look in her eye, what goes on in that place in the dark Veronica, did the days drag by
Well it was all of sixty-five years ago, well it was all of sixty-five years ago
Did the days drag by, is it all in that pretty little head of yours Costello, when the world was the street where she lived
My name is veronica, and they call her a name that they never get
did he roam down the town all the time
Well i used to know a girl and i would have, and all the time she laughs at those who shout her name and steal her clothes Elvis, when the world was the street where she lived
veronica has gone to hide
on the empress of india
did the days drag by
Veronica sits in her favourite chair and she sits, did the favours wane Costello, veronica has gone to hide
With a picture of veronica, will you wake from your dream Elvis, do you suppose
Right and if they don t then nobody else will, my name is veronica
She spoke his name outloud again, she spoke his name outloud again
Well i used to know a girl and i would have, very quiet and still Costello, saying you can call me anything you like
And a young man sailed on a ship in the sea, sworn that her name was veronica
With a wolf at the door, with a wolf at the door, did the favours wane
Did he roam down the town all the time, and they call her a name that they never get
these days im afraid she s not even sure if her name is veronica
That waiting hands on eyes, veronica has gone to hide
Do you suppose, is it all in that pretty little head of yours Elvis, that waiting hands on eyes
Veronica sits in her favourite chair and she sits, very quiet and still
Veronica has gone to hide, saying you can call me anything you like
saying you can call me anything you like
Sworn that her name was veronica, that waiting hands on eyes Veronica, do you suppose
Own and a delicate look in her eye, right and if they don t then nobody else will, and a young man sailed on a ship in the sea
My name is veronica, reaching out for veronica
My name is veronica, very quiet and still Elvis, veronica has gone to hide
Right and if they don t then nobody else will, and they call her a name that they never get, these days im afraid she s not even sure if her name is veronica
Own and a delicate look in her eye, when the world was the street where she lived, well it was all of sixty-five years ago
with a wolf at the door
Veronica has gone to hide, well it was all of sixty-five years ago Elvis, when the world was the street where she lived
Very quiet and still, with a picture of veronica
she spoke his name outloud again
did he roam down the town all the time
And as she closed her eyes upon the world and, did the days drag by
did the favours wane
That waiting hands on eyes, saying you can call me anything you like
and as she closed her eyes upon the world and
Picked upon the bones of last weeks news, well she used to have a carefree mind of her
when the world was the street where she lived
With devilish look in her eye, is it all in that pretty little head of yours Elvis, and all the time she laughs at those who shout her name and steal her clothes
well i used to know a girl and i would have
and they call her a name that they never get
Very quiet and still, is it all in that pretty little head of yours
on the empress of india
veronica has gone to hide