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Bobby Caldwell

Donna

 

Donna

(альбом: Perfect Island Nights - 2005)


If I had one wish
It would be for Donna
One pair of lips
Only hers on mine
No, I can't resist
Any thought of Donna
Takes a hold of my heart
Like a clinging vine

Have you ever wanted something
So bad it makes you blind?
And each night it's the last thing on your mind
Oh Donna all I wanna do
Is somehow make you mine
Maybe your heart's not the hurting kind

I've been getting worse
Hypnotized by Donna
In a social decline
That's what people say
If I can't converse
It's because of Donna
Don't be asking me
For the time of day

Have you ever wanted something
So bad it makes you blind?
And each night it's the last thing on your mind
Donna, Donna
I gave up on trying to be fine
What's been running up and down my spine

Although she keeps her heart on ice
Oh tell me why can't Donna treat me nice
I need some good advice
Tell me how do I connect with Donna

Have you ever wanted something
So bad it makes you blind?
And each night it's the last thing on your mind
Oh Donna all I wanna do
Is somehow make you mine
Maybe your heart's not the hurting kind

Have you ever wanted something
So bad it makes you blind?
And each night it's the last thing on your mind
Oh Donna all I wanna do
Is somehow make you mine
Maybe your heart's not the hurting kind

Although she keeps her heart on ice
Oh tell me why can't Donna treat me nice
I need some good advice
Tell me how do I connect with Donna

Have you ever wanted something
So bad it makes you blind?
And each night it's the last thing on your mind
Oh Donna all I wanna do
Is somehow make you mine
Maybe your heart's not the hurting kind

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