Will she iron your shirts, will she have red hair
Walking down the aisle with you, what will she wear?
Don’t you know we dread, the day you will wed
When our dreams start to disappear, we will shed some tears
Will she wear a gown, and will her-feet e-ver touch the ground?
We all dream a-bout, who will marry you, marry you
Yes it’s on our mind, and we hope that she will treat you kind
We’ll still love-your behind, when she marries you
Everybody tried, everybody dreamed,
Wish-ing we-had been the one to wear-your ring
Bet your booty on it, there will come a day,
We will cry our-selves to sleep, when we learn you are-married Clay
Will she wear a gown, and will her-feet e-ver touch the ground?
We all dream a-bout, who will marry you, marry you
Yes it’s on our mind, and we hope that she will treat you kind
We’ll still love-your behind, when she marries you
And just how did she get you alone
He is smart and tho we try, can’t get by, poor Je-ro oo oo ome!
We all dream about who will marry you, marry you
Yes it’s on our mind, and we hope that she will treat you kind
We’ll still love-your behind, when she marries you, marries you
When she marries you, marries you
When she marries you, marries you
Who will marry you?