| ON SATURDAY I GOT MARRIED | ||||||
| On Saturday I got married,
While the sun was shining bright. My mother cried - the cheese wasn�t cut; The programs weren�t printed and folded. While the sun was shining bright, The pictures were all taken. The programs weren�t printed and folded And the ink began to turn pink. The pictures were all taken And the dresses ended up muddy. The ink began to turn pink, But out the door we went. The dresses ended up muddy; I couldn�t wait to change. Out the door we all went Figuring out how to get to the park. I couldn�t wait to change, The vows were said and the pictures taken. Figuring out how to get to the park, People had already begun to arrive. The vows were said and the pictures were taken; My mother cried - the cheese wasn�t cut. People had already begun to arrive; On Saturday I got married. |
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