| I put on my tuxedo, pacin' in the parlor
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| Waitin' for the taxi, got to pay him a dollar
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| To take me on a church ride
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| You know I have to be on time
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| 'Cause I promised Margaret
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| I would be in the chapel by quarter to nine
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| Everyone knows of the flower that grows
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| Up through a crack in the street
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| Who would have thought that I would be caught
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| With flowers and shaky knees?
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| Who would ever think that I would marry Margaret?
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| Who would ever think that she would marry me?
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| She was like a mornin', waitin' for sunrise
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| Talkin' with her mother, fixing daddy’s bow tie
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| She got somethin' about her
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| Turned this head of mine
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| So I married Margaret in a rented tuxedo
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| In the church at a quarter to nine
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| Everyone knows of the flower that grows
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| Up through a crack in the street
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| Who would have thought that I would be caught
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| With flowers and shaky knees?
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| Who would ever think that I would marry Margaret?
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| Who would ever think that she would marry me?
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| Everyone knows of the flower that grows
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| Up through a crack in the street
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| But who would have thought that I would be caught
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| With flowers and shaky knees?
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| Who would ever think that I would marry Margaret?
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| Who would ever think that she would marry me? |