- WRITTEN BY:
- B. Elliot, Madonna
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- 1'38" (Approx.)
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- Samedi Rire (1987)
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PAPA DON'T PREACH
He says that he's going to marry me
We can raise a little family
Maybe we'll be all right
It's a sacrifice
But my friends keep telling me to give it up
Saying I'm too young, I ought to live it up
What I need right now is some good advice, please
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, oooh
I'm gonna keep my baby, oooh, aaah...
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, oooh
I'm gonna keep my baby, oooh, aaah...
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
Papa don't preach