Dion DiMucci - Donna the Prima Donna Lyrics
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Donna the Prima Donna
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What Are The Lyrics For Donna the Prima Donna By Dion DiMucci?
Donna, Donna the Prima Donna
Broke my heart. We're apart. Thinks she's smart. I met a girl a month ago I thought that she would love me so. But in time I realized. She had a pair of roving eyes. I remember the nights we dated, Always acting sophisticated, Talking about high society, Then she tried to make a fool out of me. They call her Donna, Donna the Prima Donna Broke my heart now. Thinks she's smart now. We're apart now. Pretty little girl you're just having fun You're running all around and breaking lover's hearts. Pretty little girl, I don't stand a chance, Without any money there goes our romance. She always wears charms, diamonds, pearls galore, She buys them at the 5 & 10 cents store. She wants to be just like Zsa Zsa Gabor, Even though she's the girl next door. They call her Donna, Donna the Prima Donna. Broke my heart. Thinks she's smart. We're apart. Pretty little girl you're just having fun, You're running all around, you're breaking lover's hearts. Pretty little girl, I don't stand a chance, Without any money there goes our romance. She always wears charms, diamonds, pearls galore, She buys them at the 5 & 10 cents store. She wants to be just like Zsa Zsa Gabor, Even though she's Donna next door. Donna, Donna the Prima Donna |
Who Wrote Donna the Prima Donna By Dion DiMucci?
Dion Di Mucci, Ernest Maresca
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What's The Duration Of The Donna the Prima Donna By Dion DiMucci?The duration of Donna the Prima Donna is 2:52 minutes and seconds. |
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