VERONICA
Elvis Costello 
    

Is it all in that pretty little head of yours? 
What goes on in that place in the dark? 
Well I used to know a girl and I would have sworn 
that her name was Veronica 
Well she used to have a carefree mind of her own 
and a delicate look in her eye 
These days I'm afraid she's not even sure 
if her name is Veronica 

Do you suppose, that waiting hands on eyes, 
Veronica has gone to hide? 
And all the time she laughs at those who shout 
her name and steal her clothes 
Veronica 
Veronica 

Did the days drag by? Did the favours wane 
Did he roam down the town all the time? 
Will you wake from your dream, with a wolf at the door, 
reaching out for Veronica 
Well it was all of sixty-five years ago 
when the world was the street where she lived 
And a young man sailed on a ship in the sea 
with a picture of Veronica 

On the "Empress of India" and as she closed her eyes upon the world 
and picked upon the bones of last week's news 
she spoke his name out loud again 

Do you suppose, that waiting hands on eyes, 
Veronica has gone to hide? 
And all the time she laughs at those who shout 
her name and steal her clothes 
Veronica 
Veronica 

Veronica sits in her favorite chair 
and she sits very quiet and still 
And they call her a name that they never get right 
and if they don't then nobody else will 
But she used to have a carefree mind of her own, 
with devilish look in her eye 
Saying "You can call me anything you like, 
but my name is Veronica" 

Do you suppose, that waiting hands on eyes, 
Veronica has gone to hide? 
And all the time she laughs at those who shout 
her name and steal her clothes 
Veronica 
Veronica