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| Eileen |
| Words and music Rob Affuso, Sebastian Bach, Rachel Bolan, and Dave "Snake" Sabo There are things we cannot see, That hang within her sight. There are people we won't remember, That dance with her at night. Eileen, is calling me, To sit awhile and talk to trees. Eileen, oh can't you see, The songs you sing are scaring me. Eileen, Eileen. She romances with the moon, Full and alone. It's really a street light, It's something we all know. Eileen, is calling me, To sit awhile and talk to trees. Eileen, oh can't you see, The songs you sing are scaring me. Eileen, Eileen. I know, what she knows... |
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