Well We were teddy boys, so long ago
You and I, at Your Parents home
In Kingston Road
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Rock and Roll, all through the night
We played guitars, lived on our dreams and hopes
In Kingston Road
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yes I remember when, the drummer boys were `round
Your chandelier would shake, they ran off into town
Back in Kingston Road
Did You think that I don't care
You're not here anymore
All those studio days are gone
The recordings will live on
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
We gigged with Jack and Jill, and in the Parkside Pub
We got too drunk to care, or even carry gear
Back to Kingston Road
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Came to Your wedding day, Marina Girl was ill
At Your reception do, frog legs and stocking tops too
Back to Kingston Road
Did You think that I don't care
You're not here anymore
All those studio days are gone
Our recordings will live on
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Well I still write these songs, I feel Your presence here
Still looking up to You, Your thoughts were so clear
Back in Kingston Road
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Well last Christmas time, You helped save My day
On Lennon's demise, a six month holiday
Thinking of Kingston Road
Did You think that I don't care
You're not here anymore
All those studio days are gone
Your recordings will live on
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah