| If I had one wish
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| It would be for Donna
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| One pair of lips
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| Only hers on mine
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| No, I can’t resist
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| Any thought of Donna
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| Takes a hold of my heart
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| Like a clinging vine
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| Have you ever wanted something
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| So bad it makes you blind?
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| And each night it’s the last thing on your mind
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| Oh Donna all I wanna do
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| Is somehow make you mine
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| Maybe your heart’s not the hurting kind
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| I’ve been getting worse
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| Hypnotized by Donna
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| In a social decline
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| That’s what people say
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| If I can’t converse
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| It’s because of Donna
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| Don’t be asking me
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| For the time of day
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| Have you ever wanted something
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| So bad it makes you blind?
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| And each night it’s the last thing on your mind
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| Donna, Donna
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| I gave up on trying to be fine
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| What’s been running up and down my spine
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| Although she keeps her heart on ice
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| Oh tell me why can’t Donna treat me nice
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| I need some good advice
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| Tell me how do I connect with Donna
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| Have you ever wanted something
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| So bad it makes you blind?
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| And each night it’s the last thing on your mind
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| Oh Donna all I wanna do
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| Is somehow make you mine
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| Maybe your heart’s not the hurting kind
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| Have you ever wanted something
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| So bad it makes you blind?
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| And each night it’s the last thing on your mind
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| Oh Donna all I wanna do
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| Is somehow make you mine
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| Maybe your heart’s not the hurting kind
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| Although she keeps her heart on ice
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| Oh tell me why can’t Donna treat me nice
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| I need some good advice
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| Tell me how do I connect with Donna
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| Have you ever wanted something
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| So bad it makes you blind?
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| And each night it’s the last thing on your mind
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| Oh Donna all I wanna do
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| Is somehow make you mine
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| Maybe your heart’s not the hurting kind |