toast or two. Posed for pictures and never missed a dance with the best man and the groom. The organ starts, no weddingmarch. We stand and spin around. And it fits me like a glove, holds me just tight
tears. And I, I, I, I, I, I, I. Walked the streets of love. And they are full of fears. While music pumps. From passing cars. A couple watch me from a bar. A band just played. The weddingmarch. And the
. But you never know where love is gonna go. Does anybody really know?. Check this out I'm standin' at the altar as they play the WeddingMarch. I'm in a black tuxedo with my collar full of starch. Oh
, wait a minute) no, two things more. I'd like to hear the weddingmarch played sweetly, baby. That much for tradition in our lives. Maybe you could pop your collar when the preacher asks. Do you take
) no, two things more. Id like to hear the weddingmarch played sweetly, baby. That much for tradition in our lives. Maybe you could pop your collar when the preacher asks. Do you take this woman for