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

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

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 cake everybody danced And some people drank too much You looked like the cover of Brides magazine And I looked like some guy in a tux I'll never

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

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

Ball Tongue! You were my 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

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

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

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

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