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