Papa I know you’re going to be upset. ‘Cause I was always your little girl. But you should know by now. I’m not a baby . You always taught me right from wrong. I need your help, daddy please be strong. I may be young at heart . But I know what I’m saying. The one you warned me all about. The one you said I could do without. We’re in an awful mess, and I don’t mean maybe – 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, oh.