Poor old John ny Ray ~
Soun ded sad u pon ~
the ra di o
He moved a mil li on
hearts in mo no
Our mo thers cried ~
Sang a long
Who'd blame them
You're grown
so grown ~
Now I must say
more than e ver
Too ra loo ra
too ra loo rye aye
And we can sing
just like our fa thers ~
Come on Ei leen
Well I swear
what he means
At this mo ment
you mean e very thing
With you in that dress
my thoughts I con fess
Verge on dir ty
Ah come on Ei leen
These peo ple round here ~
wear bea ten down eyes
Sunk in smoke dried fa ces
They're so re signed
to what their fate is
But not us no not us
We are far too young
and cle ver
Too ra loo ra
too ra loo rye aye
E il een
I'll sing this tune for e ver
Come on Ei leen
Well I swear what he means
Ah come on let's
take off e very thing
That pret ty red dress
Ei leen tell him yes
Ah come on let's
Come on Ei leen ~
Come on
Ei leen ta loo ra aye
Come on
Ei leen ta loo ra aye
You 've grown ~
Now you have child ren oh ~
Ei leen ~
You're grown so grown ~ ~
Now I must say
more than e ver
Things are ne ver
changed I said ~
Too ra loo ra
too ra loo rye aye
Come on Ei leen
Well I swear what he means
At this mo ment
you mean e very thing
With you in that dress
my thoughts I con fess
Verge on dir ty
Ah come on Ei leen
Come on Ei leen
Well I swear what he means
Ah come on
let's take off e very thing
That pret ty red dress
Ei leen tell him yes
Ah come on ~
Come on E il een
