Mama Said - The Golden Oldies

Every night I go

Every night I go sneaking out the door

I lie a little more, baby I’m helpless

There’s something 'bout the night

And the way it hides all the things I like

Little black butterflies

Deep inside me

What would my mama do

(Uh Oh Uh Oh)

If she knew 'bout me and you?

(Uh Oh Uh Oh)

What would my daddy say

(Uh Oh Uh Oh)

If he saw me hurt this way?

(Uh Oh Uh Oh)