Don't Let's Talk About Lisa Lyrics
The song Don't Let's Talk About Lisa is performed by Lonestar in the album named Lonely Grill in the year 1999 .
Send Don't Let's Talk About Lisa Ringtone to your Cell
Woo yea! hmm
Don't let's talk about Lisa
Don't let's even start
Let's leave Lisa out of this one
Lisa broke my heart
Hmm
Gwendolyn was splendid
But her tendency to spendin'
Spun a little out of control
Two nights on the town
And my poor bank account
Was crawling around on the floor
And pretty young Alicia
She could take a piece of your heart
And lead you to the light
Lucy, Melinda
Loretta and Lucinda
We could go on all night
But don't let's talk about Lisa
Don't let's even start
Let's leave Lisa out of this one
Lisa broke my heart
Eww
Ouch!
Priscilla was a killer
Meaner than Godzilla
But Ohh, what a pretty girl!
And Dawn in the dawn
With her pom poms on
She could twirl like a tilt-a-whirl
There's wonderful women
All over the world
I've said it again and again
But she whose name
Must not be spoken
Has it all over all of them
So
Don't let's talk about Lisa
Don't let's even start
Let's leave Lisa out of this one
Lisa broke my heart
Ohh yea
You can talk about the weather
Cotton or leather
And do you think the Beatles
Shoulda really gotten back together?
Talk about the truth
Mantle or Ruth
Fabio, Dimaggio or John Wilkes Booth
Don't let's talk about Lisa
Don't let's even start
No, no
Don't let's talk about Lisa
Please sir!
Lisa broke my heart
Ohh
Lisa, she's off limits man
Lisa broke my heart
Ohh
That a little more
Lisa, Lisa, Lisa broke my heart
Ohh, Lisa, Lisa
(You can talk about Hanson, Marilyn Manson)
Lisa broke my heart
(And do you think they'll ever have a show down in Branson?)
Ohh, hoo, Lisa, Lisa
(Talk about desire, Sosa or McGuire)
Lisa broke my heart
(And is we in the fryin' pan? or is we in the fire?)
Lisa, Lisa
(Talk about what's real and what you really feel)
Lisa broke my heart
(And how's about those mini skirts on Ally McBeal)
Ohh, Lisa, Lisa
(Talk about the X-files, Macaroons and Mistrails)
Lisa broke my heart
(And did you ever snag your jacket pocket on a turnstile?)
Ohh, hoo, Lisa, Lisa
(Ohh, yea, Lisa, Lisa)
Lisa broke my heart
