Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh ooh Papa I know you're going to be upset 'Cause I was always your little girl But you should know

So many ways to get high Just come on and Come on and To keep on losing our mind To keep us feeling alright So many ways to get Meet you out there You're looking my way