Hello, hello, hello, 
How are you? 
It was good to see ya, 
It was good to see ya 
No-one's gotta hold on you, 
You've spent your whole life running wild 
Livin' lovin' 
London town 
In the days of '65 
A sharp cut suit and a chrome 
Lambretta 
Took you down to 
Brighton beach 
A bag of blues and a 
Yardbirds tune 
With the weekend at your feet 
All your life you've been trying 
To find a road that turns back time 
You're still flying 
Those days are dying... 
Hello, hello, hello 
How are you? 
It was good to see ya 
It was good to see ya 
Hello, hello, hello 
How are you? 
I can see you're looking good, 
It was good to see ya... 
Heading down on the 10.15 
All the way to sea and sand, 
No-one's gotta hold on you 
Or the music of the band 
There's nothing like a memory 
To make it all come flooding back... 
All your life, you've been riding, 
To the sun that kissed the sky, 
But it's time, to say goodbye...