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

She's coming around the bend She's holding lightning in both hands She's like rain when she rolls in But that sunshine in her thunder Makes the loneliest heart wonder If the ride is worth the pain Might not be stone clouds inside Oh but don't you worry

You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun The life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride till there ain't no place to

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

Don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum Will he take a sailboat ride? Will he tell you he's alive? In the morning when the day's begun And in the evening or the noonday sun Jimmy Cream was keen, his brain wal always winnin', I can't keep tabs on mine,

Proud and so glorious, standing before of us Our swords will shine bright in the sky When united we come to the land of the sun With the heart of a dragon we ride Through the valley we ride, full of glory we soar Where the fights will be raging, for now

Kinda makes me wonder Why you playin' with me? Do you think of me? So I'm waiting for the sun to come up Take me for a ride in your Beamer Ain't gon' stop 'til the stars are above Wish that you would talk to me 'Cause I don't really know just what to

My taxicab's waiting Wish I could hold you one last time After all we had together There's gotta be a better way Of telling you goodbye If I had a horse I'd ride off in the sunset If I had wings, I'd fly off

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

Gimme some of that La la la la la la Twisting and burn up, Can't nobody stop us We're gone delirious Out to the sun up We're gone delirious! Come and take a ride Take it all night, who cares?!