The Father of the Bride

Lyrics
[MICHAEL] My daughter is marrying an idiot How could she stoop so low? My daughter is marrying a nincompoop She loves him, but even so I thought I had taught her what to expect For someone as fine as she A man with some fire, some brains and some tact Someone, in fact, like me! My daughter is marrying an idiot The stupidest of men And I wish she were just My own little girl again Marriage is a sacrament Which is just a way to say That a very private thing is done In a very public way You stand among your neighbors Like a lamb before the slaughter And watch some village idiot Take away your daughter The groom has got a family That sits around and gapes And bears a strange resemblance To anthropoidal apes! It's like some sort of nightmare And the thought that really kills Not only must you suffer But you have to pay the bills! My daughter is marrying an idiot The stupidest of men And I wish she were just My own little girl again [MICHAEL, spoken] Agnes, Agnes, dear, are you alright? [AGNES, spoken] Of course I'm alright, this is the happiest day of my life [AGNES & MICHAEL] When the kids get married All of our duties will be done When the kids get married We can have some fun [MICHAEL] All of a sudden We'll be free [AGNES] Think how happy We will be [AGNES & MICHAEL] I'm glad they're married now
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Credits
- Writers
- Harvey Schmidt
- Tom Jones (Playwright)