O, Dana

I rather shoot a woman than a man
I worry whether this is my last life
And girl, if you’re listening
I’m sorry, I can’t help it
Oh Dana, oh Dana, come on
I’m forevermore fighting with Steven
We do argue beaucoups
But we know
Overboard and down
And strung out twice
Oh Dana, oh Dana, come on
We seldom know what things are
Two illusions going very far
Oh Dana, oh Dana, come on
I got busted across the bridge
They rounded up every soul
Now never the East Side
She says, «Don't give a girl a chance»
She’s not afraid to take a chance
Oh Dana, oh Dana, come on
She’s got a magic wand
That says play with yourself
Before other ones
Oh Dana, oh Dana, come on, come on
Oh, oh Dana, Dana, come on