Bruce Springsteen - The Honeymooners текст песни

Two kids get married, same old thing

Folks congratulate you, church bells ring

Whos got the ring, whos gonna pay the priest

Get your name in the paper, picture or two at least

And at the reception all the old records play

"where you gonna live, are you gonna take her away? "

In a corner my new nephews showin me his knife

You swore that youd love her for the rest of your life

Went to kiss you at the altar we bumped heads

Honeymoon night we figured we best shake on it instead

Dressed kinda funny, laughin we hop in bed

You can wear it on your feet, you can wear it on your head

Come mornin my new familys sitting on the front porch swing

Smilin kinda funny, nobody says a thing

My new brother-in-laws throwin a football, he tosses me a pass

We all sit down on the front stoop, everybody happy at last