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, 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)

At this moment you mean everything

You in that dress My thoughts

I confess Verge on dirty

Oh, 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, never)

No, not us (no, never)

We are far too young and clever (remember)

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

And you'll hum this tune forever

Come on Eileen Oh, I swear what he means

Aah, come on let's