Another bride, another June
Another season, another reason
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice
that he's so willing to make a
Picture a little love nest,
down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest,
think what a year can bring
He's so ambitious, he even sews
that's what you get folks
Another year, or maybe less
She sits alone, most every night
He doesn't phone her, he doesn't write
He does n't make much money,
Some judge who thinks he's funny
says you'll pay six to her
He says, now judge, suppose I fail
The judge says, ha, right into jail
I think it's cheaper than
Say, it's a whole lot cheaper