Every night I go, every night I goSneaking out the doorI like a little moreBaby, I'm helplessThere's something about the nightAnd the way it hides all the things I likeLittle black butterflyDeep inside meWhat would my mama doIf she knew about me and youWhat would my daddy sayIf he knew about me and youSo many hearts to playWhy should I feel ashamedFeeling guilty at the mention of your nameHere we are againIt's nearly perfectOh, mamaOh, mamaOh, mamaWhat would my mama doIf she knew about me and youWhat would my daddy sayIf he saw me hurt this wayOh, ohOh, ohOh, ohWhat would my mama doOh, ohWhat would my daddy sayAll the things a girl should knowAll the things she can controlAll the things a girl should knowOh, ohShe can't control, what would my momma do?She knew about me, yeah youWhat would my daddy say?Oh, oh, oh, ohPlease show me her dismayOh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh