Poor old Johnny Ray sounded sad upon the radio. He moved a million hearts in mono. Our mothers cried. And sang along who'd blame them?. You've grown so grown. Now I must say more than ever. (Come on Eileen) Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye Aye. And we can sing just like our fathers. Come on Eileen I swear (well he means). At this moment you mean everything. 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 so resigned to what their fate is. But not us no not us we are far too young and clever. (Remember) Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye-Aye. Eileen I'll hum this tune forever. Come on Eileen I swear well he means. Ah come on let's take off everything. Pretty red dress Eileen (Tell him yes). Ah come on let's ah come on Eileen. Pretty red dress Eileen (Tell him yes). Ah come on let's ah come on Eileen please. Come on Eileen taloo-rye-aye. Come on Eileen taloo-rye-aye. (Now you have grown now you have shown oh Eileen). Said Come on Eileen taloo-rye-aye (repeat in background). You've grown.... So grown (Show how you feel). Now I must say more than ever. Things 'round here have changed. I said too-ra-loo-ra-too-ra-loo-rye-aye. Come on Eileen I swear (well he means). At this moment you mean everything. You in that dress my thoughts I confess. Verge on dirty. Ah come on Eileen. Come on Eileen I swear (well he means). At this moment you mean everything. You in that dress my thoughts I confess. Well they're dirty. Come on Eileen