You mean everything
Ah, come on let's take off everything
Oh, I swear, well, he means
Toora, loora, toora, loorye, aye
Songwriters: K Adams, J Paterson, K Rowland
Come on Eileen
Come on Eileen
And things won't ever change
So grown
Come on Eileen
And I say, toora, loora, toora loorye, aye
You in that dress
We are far too young and clever
Come on Eileen
Now I must say more than ever
Oh, come on let's, ah, come on Eileen
Our mothers used to sing along
Who'd blame them?
Eileen, I'll let this tune forever
At this moment, you mean everything
Oh, my thoughts, I confessed
Oh, I swear, well, he means
No, not us
(So grown up)
That pretty red dress
Come on Eileen, come on Eileen
Toora, toora tooloorye, oh, Eileen
But not us
(No, never)
Come on Eileen
These people round here
Toora, loora, toora, loorye, aye
Oh, I swear, well, he means
Wear beaten down eyes
Come on Eileen
Come on Eileen, tooloorye, aye
(You're grown up)
I said, come on Eileen oh, come on Eileen
Come on Eileen, tooloorye, aye
Eileen, I'll let this tune forever
And we can sing just like our fathers
Oh, I swear, well, he means
Resigned to what their fate is
You're grown
We are far too young and clever
He moved a million hearts in mono
Oh, to me, oh, Eileen
At this moment, you mean everything to me
At this moment you mean everything
Publisher: COLGEMS-EMI MUSIC INC
Oh, Eileen tell him yes
Verge on the dirty
(No, never)
Remember
Poor old Johnny Ray
Ah, come on Eileen
Sounded sad upon the radio
Sun in smoke dried faces
Toora, loora, toora, loorye, aye