Donna Oh Donna

Most of us have known someone who fakes a lovely smile, 
But when we turn and walk away, their attitude is vile.
The sweet syrupy voice of theirs seemed genuine  when they spoke, 
When in fact it wrapped around our throats, causing us to choke. 

Oh Donna, fucking Donna, I missed you today
Every time I've aimed arrows or bullets your way. 

We try to disregard all the bullshit she delivers,
Yet in truth, when she looks at us, it gives us the shivers.
We tried to compromise and meet on common ground,
But in truth we’re quite aware She does not want us around. 

Oh Donna, fucking Donna, I missed you today
Every time I've aimed arrows or bullets your way. 

Soon we find it funny as her attitude stays grave, 
And regardless what we try to do, she never will behave.
So we start to laugh - commiserate - Make fun behind her back -
We know that's wrong - But it's her fault - She buried all our tact!

Oh Donna, fucking Donna, I missed you today
Every time I've aimed arrows or bullets your way. 

To survive the hours next to her, working shoulder to shoulder, 
Regardless all of us were younger, we acted older…
So everyone took her creepy, vile attitude in stride - 
We'd laugh and make it through those days, but now I must confide…
It's been multiple years since I walked into that place, 
But if I see Donna ever again, I'll punch her in the face!!

Oh Donna, sweet Donna, we miss you so much! 
Oh Donna, Donna Lambert, GO AWAY AND GET FUCKED!

blues, delta blues, chicago blues