Wedding Day in Funeralville John Prine

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It's wedding day in Funeralville
Your soup spoon's on your right
The King and Queen will alternate
With the refrigerator light
They'll be boxing on the TV show
The colored kid will sing
Hooray for you and midnight's oil
Let's burn the whole damn thing
Felicia is my dark horse girl
I'll take her, if it rains
She throws up punch upon the host
And says many stupid things
But she ain't so bad
When we're all alone, she's as different as can be
She's a part a my heart, don'tcha pull us apart
She's like one of the family
Oh no, trouble in the attic
Won't somebody turn on a light?
Got so, so many troubles
Can't even tell wrong from right
I'm gonna comb my hair
Darn my socks, tip my hat and say goodnight