| I got a baby that I call my Little Donna
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| Well, she knows just what I wanna
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| She’s got a shape that’s really keener
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| And she come from Pasadena
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| Oh well, I love my Little Donna
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| Pretty little girl of mine
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| I have no problem with other guys
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| They seem to know that Little Donna’s mine
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| And when we’re on the Santa Barbara shore
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| I feel our love will be forever more
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| We love to go down to the Palisades
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| And hear the rhythm of the surfers' waves
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| And as we listen to the melody
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| I really know that she’s the girl for me
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| I got a baby that I call my little Donna
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| Well, she knows just what I wanna
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| She got a shape that’s really keener
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| And she come from Pasadena
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| Oh well, I love my Little Donna
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| Pretty little girl of mine
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| Well, we were driving round Riviera
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| And we went up to the Sierras
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| Oh well, the fragrant flowers smelled so fine
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| And Donna said she was forever mine
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| One starry night we were near oceanside
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| And I asked Donna if she’d be my bride
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| And so we settled down by Mission Bay
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| And I will love her till our final day
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| I got a baby that I call my little Donna
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| Well, she knows just what I wanna
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| She got a shape that’s really keener
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| And she come from Pasadena
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| Oh well, I love my Little Donna
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| Pretty little girl of mine
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| Pretty little girl of mine
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| Pretty little girl of mine |