occasional 'Come On Eileen', 'Everything', 'Torra loora rye. Aye' and '. Ess'. If you want a crack at the lyrics, here they are. . Come on Eileen. Dexy's MidnightRunners (DexysMidnightRunners
occasional 'Come On Eileen', 'Everything', 'Torra loora rye. Aye' and '. Ess'. If you want a crack at the lyrics, here they are. . Come on Eileen. Dexy's MidnightRunners (DexysMidnightRunners
"Come On Eileen". (Come On Eileen). (Come On Eileen). Poor old Johnny 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 gr
Show me them now. Those wild little boys. The ones that spelled trouble. And stole all their toys. Young boys with contempt. Dreams and schemes in their eyes. Strong, rich in spirit. With milk
"Come On Eileen". (Come On Eileen). (Come On Eileen). Poor old Johnny 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 gr
Dear Robin,. Hope you dont mind me writing, its just that theres more than one question I need to ask you. If youre so anti-fashion why not wear flares, instead of dressing down all the same. Its j
You've always been searching for something. But everything seems so so-so. Tightly close your eyes. Hold out your hand. We'll make a stand. Forget their plans. And their demands Plan B. They're
And then the same things come from us. And then the same things come from us Old have memories to keep the cold away. What is that you say? No sense to dwell. Old, are you ridiculed and fumed away.
You've always been searching for something. But everything seems so so-so. Tightly close your eyes. Hold out your hand. We'll make a stand. Forget their plans. And their demands Plan B. They're
Show me them now. Those wild little boys. The ones that spelled trouble. And stole all their toys. Young boys with contempt. Dreams and schemes in their eyes. Strong, rich in spirit. With milk
Show me them now. Those wild little boys. The ones that spelled trouble. And stole all their toys. Young boys with contempt. Dreams and schemes in their eyes. Strong, rich in spirit. With milk
"Come On Eileen". (Come On Eileen). (Come On Eileen). Poor old Johnny 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 gr
