Intro

歌詞

CHORUS: Won't it be a pretty wedding? Will not Lisa look delightful? Smiles and tears in plenty shedding-- Which in brides of course is rightful One could say, if one were spiteful, Contradiction little dreading, Her bouquet is simply frightful-- Still, 'twill be a pretty wedding! Oh, it is a pretty wedding! Such a pretty, pretty wedding! ELSA: If her dress is badly fitting, Their's the fault who made her trousseau. BERTHA: If her gloves are always splitting, Cheap kid gloves, we know, will do so. OLGA: If upon her train she stumbled, On one's train one's always treading. GRET: If her hair is rather tumbled, Still, 'twill be a pretty wedding! CHORUS: Such a pretty, pretty wedding! CHORUS: Here they come, the couple plighted-- On life's journey gaily start them. Soon to be for aye united, Till divorce or death shall part them.