Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vicky's Magic Garden, artist - The Selecter. Date of issue: 09.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Vicky's Magic Garden |
| Angora jumpers on the 10:15 |
| Off to Brighton for the day |
| She’s gently swaying through her magazine |
| Victoria is on her way |
| Oranges spinning in a Wimpy bar |
| Although she knows it’s not the same |
| She sits and wonders where it all went wrong |
| Wraps her coat around her pain |
| Oh, the magic in her garden never grows |
| The places and the faces that she used to know |
| Oh, the magic in her garden never grows |
| The places and the faces that she used to know |
| That she used to know |
| Cherry vanilla flavored ice cream cone |
| Lingers softly on her lips |
| The memory of a guilty phone call home |
| The wetness of a teenage kiss |
| Slingbacks clicking on the wooden boards |
| As she steps lightly on the pier |
| She sits and watches as the sun goes down |
| She’ll be back this time next year |
| Oh, the magic in her garden never grows |
| The places and the faces that she used to know |
| Oh, the magic in her garden never grows |
| The places and the faces that she used to know |
| That she used to know |
| All the scooters, tonic suits and midnight features |
| Shiny chrome, shiny lights and shiny people |
| All the blues and all the tunes of pretty faces |
| All the kings and queens and all the aces |
| All the Sundays and the Mondays spending wages |
| Now growing in the gardens of suburban places |