| I am not the kind of girl
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| Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
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| But you are not the kind of boy
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| Who should be marrying the wrong girl
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| I sneak in and see your friends, and
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| Her snotty little family all dressed in pastel
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| And she is yelling at a bridesmaid, somewhere back inside a room
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| Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
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| This is surely not what you thought it would be
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| I lose myself in a daydream where I stand and say
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| Don’t say yes, run away now
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| I’ll meet you when you’re out
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| Of the church at the backdoor
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| Don’t wait or say a single vow
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| You need to hear me out
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| And they said speak now
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| Fun gestures are exchanged
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| And the organ starts to play a song
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| That sounds like a death march
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| And I am hiding in the curtains
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| It seems that I was uninvited
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| By your lovely bride-to-be
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| She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen
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| But I know you wish it was me, you wish it was me
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| Don’t you?
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| Don’t say yes, run away now
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| I’ll meet you when you’re out
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| Of the church at the backdoor
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| Don’t wait or say a single vow
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| You need to hear me out
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| And they said speak now
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| Don’t say yes, run away now
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| I’ll meet you when you’re out
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| Of the church at the backdoor
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| Don’t wait or say a single vow
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| Your time is running out
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| And they said speak now
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| I hear the preacher say speak now or forever hold your peace
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| There’s the silence, there’s my last chance
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| I stand up with shaking hands, all eyes on me
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| Horrified looks from everyone in the room
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| But I’m only looking at you
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| I am not the kind of girl
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| Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
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| But you are not the kind of boy
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| Who should be marrying the wrong girl
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| Don’t say yes, run away now
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| I’ll meet you when you’re out
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| Of the church at the backdoor
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| Don’t wait or say a single vow
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| You need to hear me out
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| And they said speak now
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| And you say lets run away now
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| I’ll meet when I’m out of my tux at the backdoor
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| Baby I didn’t say my vows, so glad you were around
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| When they said ‘Speak now |