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

No no no no no Don't you leave my little life Talk to me baby Tell me what you're feeling You say you don't need to go Don't you pretend you didn't know How all of this would end up Girl, I saw it in your eyes And baby I can read your mind

Baby don't go, ah Baby don't go Body language she's a poet That she doesn't even know it Girl you keep them like ooh ooh Shawty so incredible Little mama understands The way you do the things you do Nobody else can

Cause' I don't know, But that's the price, You have to pay. One of these good ole days, One of these good ole days! Open your eyes, So you can see, Little girl, That you hurt me,

There's something in the air So dry your lily eyes don't be so cruel A little celebration Using all you know it's meant for fools This is a celebration Hang your weary head you seem defeated Like the little girl you've been with cheated And in the

So don't you treat her wrong 'Cause you 'bout to lose her love 'Cause you 'bout to lose her love, yeah (Dun-du-dun, dun-dun) You know I'll be watchin' you 'Cause she the baddest thing to ever happen to ya And that's the truth Don't make me have to hurt

We do this every night We can get to feeling alright right now Turn it on baby til the sun burns out You ain't gotta say it girl, I know what you like Yeah on this trail trail, a little something to sip sip Don't need no weekend Hands on your hips and do

When he was eight years old Johnny's daddy was taking him fishin' Little girl came through the front gate Holdin' a fishin' pole His dad looked down and smiled He said, "We can't leave her behind" "Son, I know you don't want her to go But someday you'll

Still drives me crazy Girl you know you're beautiful I used to tell you all the time Something like a miracle And it feels like a little too much Maybe I don't say it enough But when you let your hair down it That I get to call you mine

Princess, little honey with the polka dot dress on Ruby-lipped lady whose name I don't know Let me tell you, darling Brown skin girl on the other side of the room Brown skin girl staring with her brown eyes Oh, baby, don't you know you're a cutie pie Oh