Come on Eileen

Poor old Johnny Ray Sounded sad upon the radio He moved a million hearts in mono Our mothers cried and sang along and who’d blame them? Now you’re grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever Go toora loora toora loo rye aye And we can sing just like our fathers ….

Come on Eileen! Well, 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!) (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 not us We are far too young and clever Go toora loora toora loo rye aye Eileen, I’ll sing this tune forever

Come on, Eileen! Well, I swear (what he means) Ah come on, let’s take off everything That pretty red dress …. Eileen (tell him yes) Ah, come on! Come on Eileen!!!

Come on Eileen! Well, I swear (what he means) At this moment, you mean everything

Come on, Eileen, taloora aye Come on, Eileen, taloora aye Come on, Eileen, taloora aye Come on, Eileen, taloora aye Come on, Eileen, taloora aye Come on, Eileen, taloora aye

Go toora loora toora loo rye aye

Come on Eileen! Well, 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! Well, I swear (what he means) Ah come on, let’s take off everything That pretty red dress …. Eileen (tell him yes) Ah, come on! Come on Eileen!!!

Come on Eileen! Well, I swear (what he means) At this moment, you mean everything

Come on Eileen! Well, I swear (what he means) At this moment, you mean everything