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