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...