Text: Hair. Donna.

Oh, once upon a looking for Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh, Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna

I just got back from looking for Donna
San Francisco, psychedelic urchin
Oh, Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna

Have you seen
My sixteen year old tattooed woman?
Heard a story
She got busted for her beauty, oh oh oh

Oh oh, once upon a looking for Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh, Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna

I've been to India and saw the yogi light
In South America the Indian smoke glows bright
I'm reincarnated and so are we all
And in this lifetime we'll rise before we fall, before we fall

Once upon a looking for Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh, Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna

And I'm going to show her
Life on earth can be sweet
Gonna lay my mutated [unverified] at her feet
And I'm gonna love her, make love to her

Till the sky turns brown
I'm evolving I'm evolving
Through the drugs
That you put down

Once upon a looking for Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh, Donna, oh oh, Donna, oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna, looking for my Donna
Donna