Come On Eileen

Come On Eileen

Come On Eileen

Poor old Johnny Ray

Sounded sad upon the radio

But he moved a million hearts in mono

Our mothers cried

Sang along

Who'd blame them

You've grown, (You've grown) so grown (so grown)

Now I must say more than ever

(Come On Eileen)

Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye

And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen

Oh, I swear what he means (what he means) Oh.

At this moment you mean everything

You in that dress

My thoughts I confess

Verge on dirty

Oh, come on Eileen Oh,

(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 (not ever)

But not us (not ever)

We are far too young and clever

Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye

And you'll hum this tune foreve

Come on Eileen

Oh, I swear what he means Oh,

Aah, come on let's Aah,

Take off everything

That pretty red dress

Eileen (tell him yes)

Aah, come on let's Aah,

Aah, come on Eileen Aah,

That pretty red dress

Eileen (tell him yes)

Aah, come on let's Aah,

Aah, come on Eileen Aah,

Come on Eileen, too-rye-aye

Come on Eileen, too-rye-aye

Now you're grown

Now you have show

Oh, Eileen Oh,

Say, come on Eileen

These things they are real and I know

How you feel

Now I must say more than ever

Things round here have changed

I say, too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye-aye

Come on Eileen

Oh, I swear (what he means) Oh,，

At this moment, you mean everything

You in that dress, my thoughts I confess

Which are dirty

Aah, come on Eileen Aah,

Aah, come on Eileen Aah,

Oh, I swear (what he means) Oh,，

At this moment, you mean everything

You in that dress, oh my thoughts I confess

Well, they're dirty...

Come on Eileen...