Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' That he's so willin' to make whoopee Now picture a little love

I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep it in re-pe-pe-peat It's been said and done Every beautiful thought's been already sung And I guess right now here's another one So your melody will play on and on, with the best of 'em You are beautiful,

It's like too much to describe, yeah, it's enough for two lives And I could never stand by nothing but at least I'm gon' try Ain't nothin' to it but to do it, throw away that phone 'Cause I know you missed a snap on a another, I can name three or four

Oh I got the boys And the band And a one night stand Waiting on us down the road We're gonna load it in Crank it to 10 And off to another show And then it's back to my baby for A couple days

Don't burn out, don't burn out on me It's just another damn part, don't let it get the best of you It's only up from the floor, light everything inside of you Won't you box it up for me? Oh, give me strength, and give me peace Does anyone out there

There’s no way that it’s not going there With the way that we’re looking at each other We just dance backwards into each other Trying to keep our feelings secretly covered Every second with you I want another But maybe we can hold off one sec So we can

We don't bleed when we don't fight 'Cause I won't run No, I won't be no runaway We got another thing coming undone What makes you think I'm enjoying being led to the flood? And it's taking us over But I won't be no runaway We've got another thing coming

I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep it in re-pe-pe-peat It's been said and done Every beautiful thought's been already sung And I guess right now here's another one So your melody will play on and on, with the best of 'em You are beautiful,

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' that he's so willin' To make whoopee Picture a little love nest

It's not where I belong Windows in rooms that I'm passin' through Little boy, six years old A little too used to bein' alone Another new mom and dad, another school Another house that'll never be home When people ask him how he likes this place He looks