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