too bad about the weather
but something even badder´s gonna spoil her big day
he stands by the mirror
feelin´ he´s gone fifteen rounds with cassius clay

he hears a cockney classic
get me to the church on time - those stupid bow bells
she´s dressed just like an angel
but very soon her heaven´s gonna turn into hell

she knew all along it was wrong and she´d
better, better, better, better give it up
with a love so strong, had to carry on
better, better, better, better live it up

church yard, he´s in the bushes
nervous looking people say he must be delayed
they drive around in circles
she can see her big day slowly slippin´ away

down by the river, sanctuary (papa´s snipeing, mama´s wiping)
(tears away... tears away)
deep inside, her father´s happy (people leaving, disbelievin´)
perfect irony

better, better, better, better give it up

she knew all along it was wrong and she´d
better, better, better, better give it up
with a love so strong, had to carry on
better, better, better, better live it up

you could knock her down with a feather
you could knock her way on, way on
you could knock her down with a feather
you could knock her way on, way on down

who cares about the weather
´cause something so much better happened after that day
guess what? they´re together
the best man put the bride up in the family way