Paroles Come on Eileen Come on Eileen Poor old Johnny Ray Sounded sad upon the radio Moved a million hearts in mono Our mothers cried Sang along, who'd blame them? You're grown (you're grown up) So grown (so grown up) Now I must say more than ever (Come on Eileen) Toora loora toora 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, ah, come on Eileen Come on Eileen These people round here Wear beatdown eyes sunk in smoke dried face So resigned to what their fate is But not us (no never) No not us (no never) We are far too young and clever Toora loora, toora 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 That 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 have grown, and now you have shown Oh, Eileen Said Come on Eileen, too loo rye ay Come on Eileen, too loo rye ay Now I must say more than ever Things round here change I said, toora loora, toora loo rye ay 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, ah come on Eileen Come on Eileen, oh I swear what he means At this moment, you mean everything In that dress, oh my thoughts, I confess Well, they're dirty, come on Eileen

Paroles What you gonna do when you get out of jail? I'm gonna have some fun And what do you consider fun? Fun, natural fun I'm in heaven With my boyfriend, my laughing boyfriend There's no beginning and there is no end Time isn't present in that dimension He'll take my arm When we're walking, rolling and rocking It's one time I'm glad I'm not a man Feels like I'm dreaming, but I'm not sleeping Check it out, y'all I'm in heaven With the maven of funk mutation Clinton's musicians such as Bootsy Collins Raise expectations to a new intention No one can sing Quite like Smokey, Smokey Robinson Wailin' and skankin' to Bob Marley Reggae's expanding with Sly and Robbie I said, oops, your mama said, uh Oops, your mama said, uh Oops, your mama said, uh Oops, your mama That's what I said All the weekend Boyfriend was missing, I surely miss him The way he'd hold me in his warm arms We went insane when we took cocaine Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon Stepping in-a rhythm to a Kurtis Blow Who needs to think when your feet just go? With a hppie-the-hip and a hippie-the hop Who needs to think when your feet just go? Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon Who needs to think when your feet just go? Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon, Bohannon James Brown, James Brown James Brown, James Brown Hit me If you see him Please remind him, unhappy boyfriend Well, he's the genius of love He's got a greater depth of feeling Well, he's the genius of love He's so deep Aha, yeah I remember those hot summer nights down at C.B.G.B's Oh, yeah Mystic bohem, mystic bohem Rock the night Source : Musixmatch Paroliers : Tom Tom Club

Paroles.....Keep on running, keep on hiding One fine day I'm gonna be the one To make you understand Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be your man. Keep on running, running from my arms One fine day I'm gonna be the one To make you understand Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man. Hey, hey, hey Everyone is talking about me It makes me feel so sad. Hey, hey, hey Everyone is laughing at me, It makes me feel so bad, So keep on running Keep on running, running from my arms One fine day I'm gonna be the one To make you understand Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be your man