Wedding Dress

If you could love me as a wife And for my wedding gift your life Should that be all I'll ever need Or is there more I'm looking for And should I read between the lines And look for blessings in disguise To make me handsome, rich and wise Is that really what you want 'Cause I am a whore, I do confess I put you on just like a wedding dress And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle Or I'm a prodigal with no way home I put you on just like a ring of gold And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle to you So could you love this bastard child Though I don't trust you to provide With one hand in a pot of gold And with the other in your side 'Cause I am so easily satisfied By the call of lovers so less wild That I would take a little cash Over your very flesh and blood 'Cause I am a whore, I do confess But I put you on just like a wedding dress And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle Or I'm a prodigal with no way home But I put you on just like a ring of gold And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle to you Because money cannot buy A husband's jealous eye When you have knowingly deceived his wife So I am a whore, I do confess But I put you on just like a wedding dress And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle Or I'm a prodigal with no way home I put you on just like a ring of gold And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle Or I am a whore, I do confess But I put you on just like a wedding dress And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle Or I'm a prodigal with no way home I put you on just like a ring of gold And I run down the aisle I run down the aisle to you To you