i wanna get married

i wanna get married

yes

i need a spouse

i want a nice leave it to beaverish

golden retriever and a little white house

i wanna get married

i need to cook meals

i wanna pack you cute little lunches

for my brady bunches

then read danielle steele

i wanna escape

this rat race i've created

i'm feelin' enervated

i don't care if i make it

i just want to bake a sugar cake for you

to take to work in the morn

and i'll stay home cleaning the dishes

and keeping your wishes all warm

i wanna get married

that's why i was born

i wanna partake in bake sales for the classroom

i wanna hear the sweet tune

of sally's little vroom-vroom

as she zooms around my broom

as i exhume the gloom

of my shallow life

i wanna be simple and honest and dimpled

'cause i am your wife

i will never tarry

i'm not even torn

i wanna get married

that's why i was born