Trouble

You and me, we go together

Like pony rides and cotton candy

But mama says you can do better

Someone like her, just know there's plenty

Boys who'd want to give her everything

She'd ever wanted and more

She only likes you 'cause she know you sing

I've heard your melody before

I can't seem to stay away

Her kiss, it's the sweetest thing I've ever known

Oh, mama, I'm sorry, but

Oh-no, we're in trouble

Oh-oh, it's too late now, we'll deal with the trouble (trouble)

Mama, I'm sorry, but

Oh-oh, it's too late now, we'll deal with the trouble