Theres a long line of cars

The parking lots full of people already cryin'

Its the hottest day in seven years

And I aint the only one here dyin'

Well, I wish I had a cigarette or one more shot of jack

But you cant go back

When the church bell rings

Baby, lets do this thing My first grade teacher never liked me

Who sent her an invitation

I got second cousins rollin' in like mommas got supper waitin'

And the Sherriffs on front row

Yeah just to see me settlin' down

Wait til he finds out youre crazy as me

Baby, lets do this thing Cause Im dressed, youre stressed

Theres a church full of guests

And who turned on the heat

My collars kinda tight

Your face is kinda white

Girl, dont you pass out on me

Cause if we can make it through just two I dos

Well be off on a life-long dream

I got the limo and the preacher

And your little baby sisters got the pillow and the wedding rings

Lets do this thing

Lets do this thing I got the snorkel and the flip flops

Take you to the hot spot

Didnt pack a stitch of clothes

Ill be glad when this things over

Like some Ringling Brothers show

And I know I wasnt suppose to see you

fore I saw you walking down the aisle

And its gonna sound wild

But dont dress up for me

Baby, lets do this thing Cause Im stressed, youre dressed

Theres a church full of guests

And who turned on the heat

My collars kinda tight

Your face is kinda white

Girl, dont you pass out on me

Cause if we can make it through just two I dos

Well be off on a life-long dream

I got the limo and the preacher

And your little baby sisters got the pillow and the wedding rings

Lets do this thing

Lets do this thing Yeah your mamma wont cry forever

Shell think its funny some day

She gave you away in a veil and jeans

Baby, lets do this thing

Lets do this thing

Lets do this thing