I'd 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 O Dana, O Dana, come on I'm forevermore fighting with Steven We do our goo-goo coos But we know Overboard and down And strung out twice O Dana, O Dana, come on O Dana, O Dana, come on (Come on!) We seldom know what things are Two illusions go very far O Dana, O Dana, come on I got busted along the bridge They rounded up every soul But now I'm on the East Side She says,