Dearly beloved We are gathered here to weep, or sleep Or wonder what that girl did To deserve this little creep The ex-fiance swears he will not make a scene Still, he'd like to tie the bride & groom To the bumper of their limousine
There's a lot of hooks in the sea There's a billion From the bent & dirty dull ones To the sharp & twisted bright ones There's a lot of them There's a billion Any time you bite one It's never quite the right one
The preacher pours it on Everyone adores it Love & marriage goes with preaching Like a horse & carriage goes with horse shit Some old hymn is mangled By these tone-deaf holy rollers While the ex-fiance tries to hold his peace Between his grinding molars
There's a billion hooks in the sea From the bent & dirty dull ones To the sharp & twisted bright ones There's a lot of them There's a billion Any time you bite one It's never quite the right one
The groom looks at his bride And sees a brat in a satin gown Still, he knows that he can always Pack some clothes & just skip town The bride looks at her groom And still, she can't decide If she's gonna have to see That ex-fiance on the sideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
