Testo Vicky's Magic Garden - The Selecter
Testo della canzone Vicky's Magic Garden (The Selecter), tratta dall'album The Very Best of The Selecter
Angora jumpers on the 10:15
Up to Brighton for the day
She's gently swaying through her magazine
Victoria is on her way
Orange juice spinning in a Wimpy bar
Although she knows it's not the same
She sits and wonders where it all went wrong
And wraps a coat around her pain
Oh, oh, oh
The magic in her garden never goes
The places and the faces that she used to know
Oh, oh, oh
The magic in her garden never goes
The places and the faces that she used to know
(But the magic never goes)
That she used to know
(But the magic never goes)
Cherry vanilla flavor 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, oh, oh
The magic in her garden never goes
The places and the faces that she used to know
Oh, oh, oh
The magic in her garden never goes
The places and the faces that she used to know
(But the magic never goes)
That she used to know
(But the magic never goes)
That she used to know
All the scooters, tank suits, and midnight features
The shiny chrome, the shiny lights, the shiny people
All the blues and all the tunes of pretty faces
All the kings and all the queens and all the aces
All the Sundays and the Mondays spending wages
Now growing in the gardens of suburban places
Credits
Writer(s): Pauline Black
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