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 could 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

CHORUS:

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



Repeat chorus



Veronica sits in her favourite 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"



Repeat chorus