Lyric

When we met It spoke to me deep inside

That cool look remains in my mind

Now my head full of deep green body

The sound from exhaust is like Handel's music

The Union Jack is stuck in my brain

But you're far away from me

It's holiday! From Liverpool to Brighton through London

A drive just for the two of us

The Beatles in the car radio sing about our love

And my drophead listens to the wind

This is a dream that should have come true by now

Oh, If I had that British car

I'm sure you're watching "Tommy" at a late show right now

Will you dream of a Polaris again tonight?

Your mama always says you to get back to reality

But you're forever going to rock concerts

When we met It spoke to me deep inside

That cool look remains in my mind

Run through the city with dignity and nobly

With the elation like a London's new bride

The time has come for the girl who obsessed Daltrey to grow up

But she'll never forget the days she spent with him

It's holiday! From Liverpool to Brighton through London

A drive just for the two of us

The Beatles in the car radio sing about our love

And my drophead listens to the wind

It's holiday! From Liverpool to Brighton through London

A drive just for the two of us

Daltry in the car radio sing about our love

And my drophead listens to the wind

This is a dream I've had since I was a child

Oh, Visions of the teenage night

She knew from the start, deep down in her heart

It glows, because it's a dream

Also sing the dawn of a new generation

I'll take you to Brighton

City of cheating two

If I ever get a British car