Come on, Eileen
Come on, Eileen

Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
He moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers used
To sing along, who'd blame them?
You're grown (you're grown-up), so grown (so grown-up)
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, oh, 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
Resigned to what their fate is
But not us (no, not us), no, not us (no, not us)
We are far too young and clever
(Remember) toora-loora toora-loo rye-ay
Eileen, I'll hum this tune forever
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
That pretty red dress, oh, Eileen, tell him yes
Ah, come on, let's
Oh, come on, Eileen
Come on, Eileen, oh, I swear what he means
At this moment you mean everything

Come on, Eileen, toora-loora-ay
Come on, Eileen, toora-loora-ay
Toora, toora, toora-loora-ay
Ohh, Eileen
I say, come on, Eileen
Come on, Eileen
We are far too young and clever
And things won't ever change
And I say
Toora-loora toora-loora loo rye-ay

Come on, Eileen, oh, I swear what he means
At this moment you mean everything to me
Ohh, to me
Whoahh, Eileen
You mean everything