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