My cousin Mary is a real good friend so she's a for the tenth time They say that love is and a bride to be can prove it cause what they pick for is a heinous fashion crime. She pays 300 dollars for a the bride is claiming, "If you hem it, you can wear it as a dress."
Well, sure.
If you hem it, redesign the sleeves, tear off the bows and rhinestones, tuck in the sash and dye it black, well then, 500 dollars later you will end up with a gown that is quite obviously a bridesmaid dress altered to be worn as a dress.
Well, she called me when the came in and said, "I can't believe it, but this one wins the one for the piteous." I said, "You've got a wide brimmed hat, nothing could be worse that."
But it was. It was hideous. It was yards of silken aqua foamy with lace and ribbons It was Scarlett crawling back up from the And as she shoved her feet into a set of matching four inch For lack of any better I said,
Someday, jumbo butt bows, will be the rage what my hunch is And someday, jade silk long Will be the power for corporate lunches. brought the bellbottoms back , we said it couldn't be done It's a question of when. Don't that satin, I'm telling you girl, use that dress again.
The reception was a dinner cruise that sailed the bay, Despite the and ribbons Mary looked divine. But another bridesmaid who was jealous of her beauty Lured her up onto the deck and pushed poor Mary the brine. Well, she on for days because the bustle made her buoyant. And the sharks could not bite the crinoline skirt. And her parasol turned over caught her ten fresh of water Till she landed on the last uncharted island, beaten but unhurt. She turned the rhinestones sunward, the made a fire And the natives were impressed with they saw. For dined on wild bobcat Mary caught with bow and arrow She'd from the wire of her under wire bra and she said,
Hey jumbo butt bow, will make a nifty rescue flag. And hey, this extra bustle, sew into a sleeping bag. I'll pay the natives fake pearls, they'll go and me a boat And I'll be again. I'm sure that this skirt will three full sails, HEY! I'm using dress again.
Well, a Miami plastic surgeon upon Mary's distress note She'd floating out to sea in pillbox hat And as Mary anchor, he fell instantly in love And he jumped into his yacht and set to sail where he thought be at.
Well, a squall came from the south, the handsome surgeon's boat water He prepared to die amidst the wreck But as his head was under, he heard, "grab onto this butt bow And our true love pulled him from the waters safely up onto her deck. They married two weeks later and our Mary wrote a Made 10 million on her and tour And these days someone calls her at her mansion and says, "hey!" you be my bridesmaid Mary answers, "Sure!"
Just dress me in one butt bows! And all the matching pastel gear Sure! I'd love a hoop skirt! I want to buy another oddly brassiere. It needs more rhinestones I think, a nice might help, this dress needs is a train!" So take a from Mary, she's doing well Though you feel foolish, you might look like hell Don't trash that satin, you can tell, girls, You'll use dress again.