Come On Eileen - Dexy's Midnight Runners

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 jsut 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 

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 
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 Eileen