Papercuts - Take The 227th Exit lyrics

Take the 227th exit To my wedding day And if you don't think That you can make it Well, that's okay Well, you were crying Because you read my dear John And you were so stunned It was the 227th letter I wrote you last month Well, every proposal you got Babe, you threw away And you had so many lovers That you didn't even know All their names And they would always Think that I was the doorman When they'd pa** by It didn't bother me Until the 227th time Standing on the bed Looking like an ogre I could get ugly too Standing on the bed Feeling just like Randy Johnson I didn't know I could throw so hard Well, you were looking like a dope Who left his keys inside Running down the street Asking god to restore your mind And did you think that you could Stop my wedding before it begun Well, it's the 227th entrance We gotta run Well, it's the 227th entrance We gotta run