Look at me. What a sight. All aglow, all in white. It's just the way I dreamed this day would be. Okay, not quite. But why not look on the side that's bright? It's a beautiful day for a lifelong commitment. And I make a beautiful bride. I'll march down the aisle in a haze of excitement, my heart near to bursting with pride. It's a beautiful day for an I do and he do. You seem to forget who wants whom. At a moment like this when the bride is the focus, does anyone care who's the groom? The organ will play, the people will stand, and I'll feel a chill when he takes my hand. Our hearts will unite with joy and with awe. He thinks that you're me, so one tiny flaw. It's a beautiful day for a vow to be faithful. You're swearing to love the wrong man. So you can't have it all, and it seems kind of small not to savor the day while you can. You know something, Bella? You're right. It's a beautiful day for a white veil and flowers and church bells that chime from the tower. If the groom can agree to a lifelong commitment, why can't we commit for an hour? It's a beautiful day for a trip to the altar, so let's have some fun while we can. How often in life do you get to be married without getting stuck with a man? And what's the big deal if we make a switch and he doesn't know which woman is which? How often it's true a husband has said his wife isn't who he thought he had when. It's a beautiful day for a lifelong commitment. The kind of a day turns your head, so why be downcast if this moment can't last? It's a beautiful day to be. Beautiful day to be. Just for today we'll be hitched, joined, blast, yoked, wed, and Johnny won't be dead.