Here Comes the Bride

Listen, I wanna tell you a story
It happened to a friend of mine
Didn't have no power in the glory
City took a hell of a time

The city was ahead kind of pussy
The only thing this about this girl
She went and she married another fellow
Knocked my friend right out of this world

He heard the preacher say
Here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
It haunts him every night, he is in hell
Here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
Wayside, she's way down, here comes the bride
Hey, and doesn't she look lovely?
Here comes the bride

Somebody call his Aunt Carrie
And tell her that nephew Jimmy's comin' in from Vermont
Via the coast
And somebody call up his old man
Hey you, tell him that his son's arriving, and he's looking like a ghost

And somebody find that Virgin Mary
Oh, won't you tell that bitch
Hey, your Jimmy is coming back home
And somebody tell those ladies in waiting
Hold it now
Don't tell the preacher, go on with it
We don't want to hear those words

Oh, here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
I don't wanna hear it now
Yeah-yeah-yeah, here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
Yeah, here comes the bride (here comes the bride)

Yeah, and she looks so lovely, so lovely
But don't you know the preacher looks ugly, yeah?
Here comes the bride
Yeah, here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
Here comes the bride
Here comes the bride



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Writer(s): Lou Reed
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