The Father of the Bride Harvey Schmidt (Ft. Mary Martin & Robert Preston)

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[MICHAEL]
My daughter is marrying an idiot!
How could she stoop so low?
My daughter is marrying a nincompoop!
She love 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!