they won't throw rice at me for a while,
be resolutely led down the aisle, yes.
When the organ plays, oh, promise me
I choose to be fancy free
They can throw old shoes,
until the darkest heavens turn gray
Until the dawn strolls in with the day
don't let the band get away
But matrimony, I'm not ready yet
That ever -constant smashing of toys
While hubby is out with the boys
No wedding gown for this silhouette
I live the life that I'm used to
I'll get a ring when I choose to
Because by now I have found
I'll be blessed with any man
I'll keep each wily wolf in his place
I'll go the way that the wind
I have my plan all rehearsed
I will kiss anybody who will kiss me first
I'll take a cruise into a
And if the captain's still in his prime
have to sail all the time
I want a sixteen romantic
But not yet, but not yet,