Come on Eileen

Come on Eileen

Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio, he moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried, sang along, who'd blame them
You're grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever (come on Eileen)

Go Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye-Aye
And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen, oh I swear, well he means
At this moment you mean everything
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen

These people round here
Wear beaten down eyes sunk in smoke dried faces, they're so resigned to what their fate is
But not us, no, not us
We are far too young and clever (remember)

Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye-Aye
Eileen, I'll hum this tune forever

Come on Eileen, oh I swear, well he means
Ah come on let's take off everything
Pretty red dress, Eileen (tell him yes)
Ah come on, let's, ah come on Eileen, please

Come on Eileen, oh I swear, well he means
At this moment you mean everything
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen, oh I swear, well he means
At this moment you mean everything
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen, oh I swear, well he means
At this moment you mean everything
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen