Come on Eileen

Poor old Johnny Ray

Sounded sad upon the radio

He moved a million hearts in Mono

Our mothers cried

Sang along who'd blame them

Now you're grown

You're grown up)

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

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

Toora toora too loora

Oh Eileen)

Said come on)

Come on Eileen too loo rye ay

These things that are real so

How you feel

Come on Eileen too loo rye ay

Now I must say more than ever)

Toora toora too loora

Things round here change)

I said toora loora)

Come on Eileen too loo rye ay

Toora loo rye ay)

Come on Eileen too loo rye ay

Toora toora too loora

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