Come on, Eileen Come on, Eileen
Poor old Johnny Ray, sounded sad upon the radio; He moved a million hearts in mono. Our mothers used to sing 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 loorye aye and we can sing just like our fathers
Come on, Eileen, oh, I swear (well, he means) at this moment You mean everything You in that dress oh, my thoughts I confess verge on the dirty
Ah, come on, Eileen
Come on, Eileen
These people round here wear beaten down eyes, sun in smoke dried faces 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, loorye, aye Eileen, I'll let this tune forever Toora, loora, toora, loorye, aye Eileen, I'll let this tune forever
Come on Eileen Oh, I swear (well, he means) Ah, come on let's take off everything That pretty red dress, Oh, Eileen (Tell him yes) Ah, come on let's, ah, come on, Eileen Come on, Eileen Oh, I swear (well, he means) at this moment you mean everything
Come on, Eileen, tooloorye, aye. Come on, Eileen, tooloorye, aye, toora, toora tooloorye Oh, Eileen. I said: come on, Eileen. Oh, come on, Eileen We are far too young and clever And things won't ever change And I say:
Toora, loora, toora loorye, aye.
Come On Eileen, oh I swear (well he means) at this moment You mean everything to me Oh, to me. Oh, Eileen. You mean everything.
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