Oh, Donnie was a loner who would prowl the streets at night
He'd antagonize the children
Just to try to start a fight
He'd round up all the cats in town and dig them all a tomb
I don't wish death on any person
But I hope it finds you soon
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
I really hate your face
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
I really hate your face
At nine he robbed the market
At ten he robbed it more
At eleven he would light a match
And burn down the whole store
He'd violate all of the ladies
Fresh brake pads by noon
I don't wish death on any person
But I hope it finds you soon
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
I really hate your face
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
I really hate your face
One night he did approach me
On the day my daddy died
He said "your mom is sure a looker"
And he flashed his wicked smile
Well, I lost my cool I pinned him down
And then I told him true
I don't wish death on any person
But I'll bring it quick to you
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
I really hate your face
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
I really hate your-
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die
The Jig of Death won't wait