2003 - Wedding March
here she comes and here i stand
my friends tell me you lucky man
to have a bride who looks that good
and i like them misunderstood
when searching for my happiness
i looked until i found the best
the best in body, features, hair
and that’s the package standing there
before me at this alter where
at this late hour i realize
this fantasy before my eyes
is just a beautiful disguise
because i know deep in my heart
and must have from the very start
that she has nothing to give me
she’s blank inside i finally see
this barbie doll will marry me
with nothing there to help us grow
within ourselves - i’ve got to go
i’ve got to get away from here
i’m sorry dear.
