Dexy's Midnight Runners, "Come On Eileen"
Pour our Johnny right
So he sat upon the radio
But the billion hearts hit Bono
Our mother's twine
Sent along
Who'd bade them?
You grew (you're gonna)
Silk rayon (so clever)
Now I must sit home and never
Come on Eileen
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, ay
When you sing just like a brolga
Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear (oh baby)
At this moment you mean everything
You in that dress
My thoughts I confess
But you're dirty
Ah, come on Eileen
Come on Eileen
These people 'round here
With-their-never-I-say-kissed-one-try-face
Only said to what their plate is
But never (no, never)
No, never (no, never)
We are far too young and clever
Remember
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, ay
I'm in a hopeless tune forever
Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear (oh baby)
Ah, come on, let's take off everything
Now, would you address Eileen (tell me yes)
Ah, come on let's
Ah, come on Eileen, please
Come on Eileen, too-loo-rye-ay
Come on Eileen, too-loo-rye-ay
Now you are grown
Now you have shown...all Eileen
Said - come on Eileen
This bitter allurer
Show how you feel
Now I must sit home and never
Things 'round here will change
I said, too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye-ay
Poor old Johnnie Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
But he moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried
Sang along
Who'd blame them?
You've grown (you're grown up)
So grown (so grown up).
Now I must say more than ever
Come on Eileen
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
My thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Oh, come on Eileen
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, never)
No, not us (no, never)
We are far too young and clever
Remember
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, ay
Eileen I'll hum this tune forever
Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear (what 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, please
Come on Eileen, too-loo-rye-ay
Come on Eileen, too-loo-rye-ay
Now you are grown
Now you have shown
Oh, Eileen
Say, come on Eileen
These things they are real
And I know how you feel
Now I must say more than ever
Things 'round here have changed
I say, too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye-ay
I only submitted the lyrics I misheard, but it might as well have been the whole song! We have a new winner for me, lol. ('Plate' is Irish slang for a low class of female company.)