Poor old Johnny Ray Sounded sad upon the radio 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, (so grown up) Now I must say more than ever
Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye-Aye, 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 They're 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-Aye, Eileen I'll hum this tune forever
Come on Eileen, oh I swear (what he means) At this moment, you mean everything Come on Eileen oh I swear (what he means) Ah come on, let's take off everything That 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-aye Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye Toora toora-too-loora Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he means At this moment, you mean everything
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 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 With you in that dress my thoughts I confess Verge on dirty Ah come on Eileen
