It's cherry pink and apple blossom white When your true lover comes your way The poets say The story goes that once a cherry tree Beside an apple tree did grow And there a boy once met his bride to be Long long ago The boy looked into her eyes, it was a

To the bride (to the bride, to the bride) May you always (always) I remember that night, I just might (rewind) Alright, alright That’s what I’m talkin’ about Now everyone give it up for the maid of honor Angelica Schuyler

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

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

A sin for him Desire within, desire within For the bride too dear for him A burning veil Fall in love with your deep dark sin To To paradise with pleasure haunted Haunted by fear Take heed, dear heart once apart She can touch nor me nor you

Whoo-ee, ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair You ain't goin' nowhere Clouds so swift Rain won't lift Gate won't close

Sumthin' for nuthin' Foolish bride call me up, beg to to scratch her itch Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch Name the time, name the price leave you door unlocked I'll bring a toy guaranteed to to put the spring in your shock Gigolo

I remember that night, I just might (Doesn't mean I want him any less) A toast to to the groom! (To the groom, to the groom, to the groom) To the bride! (To the bride, to the bride, to the bride) From your sister (Angelica, Angelica, Angelica)

Love, love, love Haven't seen you in quite a while I was down the hold just passing time Last time we met was a low-lit room We were as close together as a bride and groom We ate the food, we drank the wine Everybody having a good time

Promiscuous makes an entrance Her mouth is full of questions Are we all brides to to be Are we all designed to to be confined Buy ourselves chastity belts and lock them Organize our lives and lose the key Our faces all resemble dying roses From trying to to fix