D.O.A. lyrics

Song information

Artist: Loverboy
Album: Loverboy

Lyrics

I wrote a letter to a private eye
A missing person or a runaway
You'll never find her in the u.s.a
All they got down here is liberty
Talked to her brother down in frisco bay
He ain't seen nuthin' there but cilicone
I called her mommy up the ozone way
She wouldn't put her on the telephone

Chorus:
Why won't she see me
She's not looking well
Some girls just like to push thier luck.
Until they wind up.. doa, doa, doa

I paid a visit to a dr.j
He thought it might have been her cromosome
So he put blue jeans in her dna
I guess that's why she's never coming home
Spend all my money on her luxuries
I guess I'll need a bigger salary
Her lonely life is such a mystery
I keep her picture in my gallery, ya!

Chorus:
Why won't she see me
She's not looking well
Some girls just like to push thier luck.
Until they wind up.. doa, doa, doa

Talked to her brother down in frisco bay
He ain't seen nuthin' there but cilicone
I called her mommy up on ozone way
She wouldn't put her on the telephone

Chrous

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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