Yeah yeah yeah,
our last song is from Madonna again.
It was top of the hit of 1987.
Papa don't preach.
Papa I know you're going to be sad
Sad was always a little girl
You should know by now I'm not a baby
You always told me right from wrong
The one you want me all about
The one you said I could do without
Wearing an awful mask
Don't be maybe,
please
I'm in trouble, please Papa don't preach
I've been losing sleep But I made up my mind
I'm keeping my baby I thought I'd keep my baby
Said that he's going to marry me Together we can raise the family
Maybe we'll be alright,
sacrifice
But my friends keep telling me to give it up
Saying I'm too young now to give it up
What I need right now is a girl that wants me
I'm in trouble,
please Papa don't preach I've been
losing sleep
But I made up my mind I'm keeping my baby
Daddy daddy if you don't see
Stop to kiss me, pray to me
I'm in trouble,
please Papa don't preach I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind I'm keeping my baby I thought I'd keep my baby
Papa don't preach I'm in trouble,
please Papa don't preach I've been losing sleep
