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

I want to to kiss the bride yeah Long before she met him She was mine, mine, mine Don't say I do Say bye, bye, bye And let me kiss the bride yeah Well she looked a peach in the dress she made When she was still her mama's little girl And when she walked

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 Now picture a little love

Far away like a radio All broke down, comin' in low Red lights flash, static and snow I was ridin' shotgun with the driver The lovers and the rounders Come along with me to to L.A. Me and my bride On a Greyhound back

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

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)

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