Daddy's pride and joy Is marrying some boy Mama planned it all Said it's pretty in the the fall And the the flowers would be Roses and daisies And she prayed nobody saw The The weight that I put on The The bride shouldn't be

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

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

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

A sin for him Desire within, desire within For the 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

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

Ball Tongue! You were my bride, bride, when does our friendship end? I'm not gonna give in There you are alone With no hope of ever having something to to be proud of Something earned without begging Yes, I know you're a person, a person close to to me Who do you

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 the key Our faces all resemble dying roses From trying to to fix

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

Love her like she's leaving Oh and I guarantee she won't Like it's all going to to end if you don't We cut the the cake everybody danced And some people drank too much You looked like the the cover of Brides magazine And I looked like some guy in a tux I'll never