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

There peple 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 for 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, oh come on Eileen
Please...

Come on Eileen too-too rye-aye
Come on Eileen too-too 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