The Marriage

I understand you needing And wanting is no crime But I can't help feeling That you and your mother Are just wasting your time Choosing Saturdays in Summer Oh, I dare you to wear white Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit Our parents were right I just don't understand it What makes our love a sin How can it make that difference If you and I are wearing That bloody, bloody ring If I share my bed with you Must I also share my life Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit Our parents were right You just don't understand it This tender trap we're in Those glossy catalogues of couples Are cashing in On happiness again and again So drag me to the altar And I'll make my sacrifice Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit Our parents were right Marriage is when we admit Our parents were right Just as marriage is when we admit Our parents were probably right