Come On Eileen

Come on Eileen

Come on Eileen

Poor old Johnny RaySounded sad upon the radioMoved a million hearts in monoOur mothers criedSang along, who'd blame them?

You're grown (you're grown up)So grown (so grown up)Now I must say more than ever(Come on Eileen)Toora loora toora loo rye ayAnd we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he meansAt this moment, you mean everythingYou in that dress, my thoughts I confessVerge on dirty, ah, come on Eileen

Come on Eileen

These people round hereWear beatdown eyes sunk in smoke dried faceSo resigned to what their fate is

But not us (no never)No not us (no never)We are far too young and clever

(Remember)Toora loora, toora loo rye ayEileen, I'll hum this tune forever

Come on Eileen, oh I swear (what he means)Ah come on let's, take off everythingPretty red dress, Eileen, tell him yesAh come on let's, ah, come on EileenThat pretty red dress, Eileen, tell him yesAh, come on let's, ah come on Eileen, please

Come on Eileen, too loo rye ayCome on Eileen, too loo rye ayNow you have grown, and now you have shownOh, Eileen

SaidCome on Eileen, too loo rye ayCome on Eileen, too loo rye ayNow I must say more than everThings round here changeI said, toora loora, toora loo rye ay

Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he meansAt this moment, you mean everythingYou in that dress, my thoughts I confessVerge on dirty, ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he meansAt this moment, you mean everythingIn that dress, oh my thoughts, I confessWell, they're dirty, come on Eileen

Come on Eileen