Come On Eileen Songtext
von Lou Bega

Poor old Johnnie Ray
Saw that set upon the radio
Moved a million hearts in mono
All the mothers cried
Sang along, who would blame them?
You′re grown, so grown
Now I must say more than ever

Too-ra-loo-ra
Too-ra-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
You in that dress
All my thoughts I confess
Virgin, dirty
Ah, come on Eileen


These people 'round here
Beaten down eyes sunken
Smoked dried faces
Resigned to what they′re fated
But not us, no, not us
We are far too young and clever

Too-ra-loo-ra
Too-ra-loo-rye-ay
Eileen I hum this tune forever

Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means
Ah, come on let's
Take off everything
Pretty red dress
Aye, Eileen tell him yes
Ah, come on let's
Ah, come on Eileen
Pretty red dress
Aye, Eileen tell him yes
Ah, come on let′s
Ah, come on Eileen


Come on, Eileen
Too-ra-loo-ra
Come on, Eileen
Too-ra-loo-rye-ay
Now you have grown
Now you have shown
Oh, Eileen
Said come on
These things are real so
How you feel
Now I must say more than ever
Things ′round here change

Too-ra-loo-ra
Too-ra-loo-rye-ay
Now you have grown
Now you have shown
Oh, Eileen
Said come on
These things are real so
How you feel
Now I must say more than ever
Things 'round here change

Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means
At this moment
You mean everything
You in that dress
All my thoughts I confess
Virgin, dirty
Ah, come on Eileen
Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means
At this moment
You mean everything
You in that dress
All my thoughts I confess
Virgin, dirty
Ah, come on Eileen