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 (a grown up), so grown (so grown up), 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
[Chorus]:
Come on Eileen, oh I swear (what he means)
At these moments, you mean everything
With you in that dress, oh 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 never), no not us (no never)
We are far too young and clever
Remember
Go toora loora toora loo rye aye
Eileen I'll hum this tune forever (x2)
Come on Eileen oh I swear (what 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 (what he means)
at these moments you mean everything
Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye