Come on Eileen.

En låt jag fastnade i takt med att Spotify kom igång, för ca ett år sedan var Montt Mardiés ’Come on Eileen’. Otroligt vacker, engelsk cover på den fantastiska låten ’Kom igen Lena!’ med Håkan Hellström.

Jag har letat runt och försökt finna texten till låten, men då jag inte fann någon så satte jag mig och skrev den själv. Det är fortfarande vissa saker som jag är osäker på, så har ni någon idé på ett alternativ så kommentera gärna.

Den tänker jag sjunga till imorgon, ska ni veta. Nu kanske ni kan vara med?

Montt Mardié – Come on Eileen:

Stop dreamin’ about what touch your feeling.
We’ll never reach it, girl. Never say you’re sorry –
For all the things that never happend.

They will reach you while you try to sleep.
How clearly I can see something so close can be so hard to reach.

Tell, tell you?

Yeah, I know that there all just fanasties, now shes in me. She always will be.
I know it’s part of this stupid game that we play.
Well I couldn’t care less today, not while you’re dancing and kissing me this way.

Come on Eileen – what else could we do now?
Come on Eileen – come on – Eileen.

Don’t you give up now.
You’re just one in the million girl – the millions that I’ve dreamt of.
Don’t try to catch me
It won’t matter what you do, I know this whole town just adores you.

Come on Eileen – what else could we do now?
Come on Eileen.

Bad seamon… games we played. Call girl dance away.
He’s reading poetry, she’s leaving suddenly.
How trist(?) it be, down with a body.
Up on the chimney tops, over the city.
I see how the Presley-boys throw up a lillies.
Two girls from second-street, with their hart just like rythms.
While I’ll go ask by the tramtracks, thinking to myself:
One day I will find my way back.

So Come on Eileen – what else could we do now?
Come on Eileen – come on – – Eileen.