Hey Donna, ate at this cafeteria for years Hey Donna, 'til my lunch lady angel did appear Hey Donna, keep going back in line to see your face Pile second helpings on my plate No matter how my stomach may ache Hey Donna, where'd you get those sweet meatballs And hey Donna, where'd you get those spicy collard greens Hey Donna, your green bean casserole is so on point You're money just like carrot coins And I think I love you Hey Donna, put away that Salisbury steak Hey Donna, and break me off a big piece of your cake Hey Donna, brown eyes like pudding, hair like curly fries You're smooth like soft serve, sweet like pie And I got to have some So I eat all my veggies and One day I will walk right up to you and say "Come away with me, and leave behind these deep-fried fish filets" Hey Donna, your moves excite me like no other thing can Except maybe hot meat loaf, hot damn Hey Donna