Lyrics:

There's a long line of cars
The parking lot's full of people already cryin'
It's the hottest day in seven years
And I ain't the only one here dyin'
Well, I wish I had a cigarette or one more shot of jack
But you can't go back
When the church bell rings
Baby, let's do this thing

My first grade teacher never liked me
Who sent her an invitation
I got second cousins rollin' in like momma's got supper waitin'
And the Sherriff's on front row
Yeah just to see me settlin' down
Wait till he finds out you're crazy as me
Baby, let's do this thing

'Cause I'm dressed, you're stressed
There's a church full of guests
And who turned on the heat
My collar's kinda tight
Your face is kinda white
Girl, don't you pass out on me
'Cause if we can make it through just two I do's
We'll be off on a life-long dream
I got the limo and the preacher
And your little baby sister's got the pillow and the wedding rings
Let's do this thing
Let's do this thing

I got the snorkel and the flip flops
Take you to the hot spot
Didn't pack a stitch of clothes
I'll be glad when this thing's over
Like some Ringling Brothers show
And I know I wasn't suppose to see you
'Fore I saw you walking down the aisle
And it's gonna sound wild
But don't dress up for me
Baby, let's do this thing

'Cause I'm stressed, you're dressed
There's a church full of guests
And who turned on the heat
My collar's kinda tight
Your face is kinda white
Girl, don't you pass out on me
'Cause if we can make it through just two I do's
We'll be off on a life-long dream
I got the limo and the preacher
And your little baby sister's got the pillow and the wedding rings
Let's do this thing
Let's do this thing

Yeah your mamma won't cry forever
She'll think it's funny some day
She gave you away in a veil and jeans
Baby, let's do this thing
Let's do this thing
Let's do this thing