Donna

I'll sit me here awhile and dream Of soirées on the beach Back when that flush was in the blood And water flickered in the heat When we returned at night All drinking pina co-coladas The moon would set the sail alight And girls dreamed on the boom. Boom. At evening they would come to me What beauty in the falling heat The sun went dipping to the flood We'd take the boat out on the bay The air was hot and sweet The girls would sunbathe in the bow. With cool martinis in our heads— Young things, caught within the flame. Donna. I know I really could have Got it going good with Donna. Donna. I hope you think about me Donna when you're lonely Donna. Donna. It's good and I know I've got it pretty made up En la vie de bateau I'm fine, OK A little lonely but I'm OK, so-so. Donna. Come dawn we'd be drifting out, And day-dreaming where we lay Get up to break the ice to cool A final glass at break of day Then we would rest till noon One cigarette would pass around Far back in a rush of ocean light We'd talk of nothing much at all. Donna. It's good and I know I've got it pretty made up En la vie de bateau I'm fine, OK A little lonely but I'm OK, so-so. Donna. It's good and I know I've got it pretty made up En la vie de bateau I'm fine, OK A little lonely but I'm OK, so-so. Donna. I know I really could have Got it going good with Donna. Donna. I hope you think about me Donna when you're lonely Donna. Donna. I know I really could have Got it going good with Donna. Donna. I hope you think about me Donna when you're lonely Donna. Donna. I know I really could have Got it going good with Donna.