come on eileen

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, 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, oh i swear, 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 not us, we are far too young and clever, remember, go toora loora toora loo rye aye, eileen i'll hum this tune forever, come on eileen oh i swear, ah come on, let's take off everything, that pretty red dress eileen, ah come on let's, ah come on eileen, that pretty red dress, eileen, 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, now you have grown, now you have shown, oh eileen, 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, too-ra loo-ra too-ra loo-rye-aye,