Lyrics:

I met Vivienne 30 years ago
She was walking down Kings Road
She had beautiful head, beautiful legs,
Beautiful legs

A cup of coffee in Beaufort Street
Don`t know me from Adam
Because Vivienne`s tears flood everywhere
She can make your garden grow
Vivienne`s tears flow everywhere
She can make your garden, garden, garden grow

I met Vivienne at the Vortex Club
I was wasted after the show
She had beautiful legs, beautiful eyes,
Beautiful thighs

You shouldn`t be a singer Adam, oh dear me no
You shouldn`t sing at all
Should I have taken your advice?
It wasn`t very nice

Well you were very funny from the first
With your garlic cure for thrush
Living on the planet, Vivienne,
Gave me the bums rush

Because Vivienne`s tears flood everywhere
She can make your garden grow
Vivienne`s tears flow everywhere
She can make your garden, garden, garden grow

Buy at the sound of trumpets, sell when there`s
Blood on the streets