Prince Daddy & The Hyena Oh, Donna
[Chorus]
Oh, Donna, you tell em, they're only screwing around
Oh, Donna, you tell em, don't let their stupid jokes bring you down
[Verse 1]
I know damn well under that shell
Is the same kid I knew before, just a bit more irritated
Still don't play sports, still last resort, still talks like Carl Sagan
Assessing the gravity of any given situation
Your words can be so misleading with improper tone or inflection
Donna throws on The Roches or Counting Crows
[Chorus]
Oh, Donna, you tell em, don't let them push you around
Oh, Donna, you tell em, they don't know what they're talking about
[Verse 3]
Somehow make it to my front door but I scramble for my key
Even this close to shore, a raft could use a rescue
So to speak, you think so strategically
Oh, why can't you see through their insecurities?
So, you contemplate the sacred art of hanging back, a sideline top dog
Pray for rain, for April showers for May to wait on us late bloomers
[Bridge]
Here's Donna now singing "Mr. Jones"
[Chorus]
Donna, you tell em, don't let them push you around
Oh, Donna, you tell em, they don't know what they're talking about
Donna, you tell em, they're only screwing around
Oh, Donna, go and tell em, don't let their stupid jokes bring you down
