Nobody throws rice anymore
Walkin' out those chapel doors
But the limo's draggin' empty beer cans
And your heart is full of small town plans
THe house sure needs a little work
It's full of hand-me-down furniture
The tattoos and honeymoon tans will fade
Half the time, half the bills get paid
If it's a long kiss in the hallway that takes away your breath
If it's something you would die for and it scares you half to death
Big fight sometimes in the kitchen, but then it takes you up to bed
Then it's a good marriage
Nobody gets to sleep anymore
Rockin' babies and pacin' floors
And it's a full blown miracle just to find the time
To make some love on a Friday night
If it's a very fragile rope laced through the eye of a needle like a thread
If it's out in the middle of a storm somewhere, dangling off a ledge
If it yells sometimes in the kitchen but then takes back every word it said
Then it's a good marriage
Nobody said that love was an easy thing
That ain't the promise that comes with the wedding ring
'Til death do us part, through rich and poor
And nobody throws rice anymore
If it's a long kiss in the hallway that takes away your breath
If it's something you would die for and it scares you half to death
Big fight sometimes in the kitchen, but then it takes you up to bed
Then it's a good marriage
A damn good marriage