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
Whod blame them Youve 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
Theyre 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 youll hum this tune forever
Come on Eileen Oh, I swear what he means
Aah, come on lets