Come on Eileen

(x2) Poor old Johnny Ray Sounded sad upon the radio Moved a million hearts in mono Our mothers cried Sang along, who'd blame them You're grown, so grown Now I must say more than ever, come on Eileen Toora loora toora loo rye ay And we can sing just like our fathers Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he means At this moment, you mean everything With you in that dress my thoughts I confess Verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen These people round here Wear beaten down eyes sunk in smoke dried faces 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 Toora loora toora loo rye ay Eileen, I'll hum this tune forever Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he means Ah come on let's, take off everything Pretty red dress, Eileen tell him yes Ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen That pretty red dress, Eileen tell him yes Ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen, please Come on Eileen, too loo rye ay Come on Eileen, too loo rye ay (Now you have grown, now you have shown) (Oh Eileen) (Said come on) (These things that are real so, how you feel) (Now I must say more than ever) (Things round here change) (I said toora loora) (Toora loo rye ay) Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he means At this moment, you mean everything With you in that dress my thoughts I confess Verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he means At this moment, you mean everything In that dress oh my thoughts I confess Well they're dirty, on Eileen Come on Eileen, whoa what he means Oh, ah come on, everything