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Well the bride looked a picture |
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In the gown that her mama wore |
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When she was married herself |
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Nearly 27 years before |
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They ad to change the style a little |
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But It looked just fine |
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Stayed up ail night |
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But they got it finished just in time |
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Now on the arm of her daddy |
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She's walkin' down the aisle |
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l see her catch my eye |
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And give me a secret smiie |
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Maybe it's too old fashioned |
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But we once were close friends |
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Oh but the way that she looks today |
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She never could've then |
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Well I can see her now |
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In her tight blue jeans |
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Pumpin all her money |
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In the record machine |
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Spinnin' like a top |
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You should have seen her go |
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* I knew the bride |
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When she used to rock'n'roll |
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l knew the bride |
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When she used to rock'n'roll |
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I knew the bride |
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When she used to rock'n'roll |
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l knew the bride |
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When she used to rock'n'roll |
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Well her proud daddy |
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Only wanna give his little girl the best |
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An so he ut down a grand |
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On a cosy ittle lover's nest |
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You could have called her reception |
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An unqualified success |
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At a flash hotel |
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For a 150 guests |
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Well take a look at the bridegroom |
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Smillin' pIeased as pie |
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Shakin' hands all around |
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With a glassy look in his eye |
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He got a real good job |
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An his shirt and tie is nice |
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But I remember a time |
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When she never would've looked |
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at him twice |
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Well I can see her now |
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Drinkin' with the boys |
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Breakin' their hearts |
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Like they were toys |
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She used to do the pony |
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Used to do the stroll |
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Well I can see her now |
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With her Walkman on |
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Jumpin' up and down |
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To her favorite song |
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l still remember when she used to |
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Want to make a lot of noise |
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Hoppin' and a boppin' |
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With the street corner boys |
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She used to want to party |
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Used to want to go |
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