There's a long line of cars The parking lot's full of people already cryin' It's the hottest day in seven years And I ain't the only one here dyin' Well, I wish I had a cigarette or one more shot of jack But you can't go back When the church bell rings Baby, let's do this thing My first grade teacher never liked me Who sent her an invitation I got second cousins rollin' in like momma's got supper waitin' And the Sherriff's on front row Yeah just to see me settlin' down Wait til he finds out you're crazy as me Baby, let's do this thing Cause I'm dressed, you're stressed There's a church full of guests And who turned on the heat My collar's kinda tight Your face is kinda white Girl, don't you pa** out on me Cause if we can make it through just two I do's We'll be off on a life-long dream I got the limo and the preacher And your little baby sister's got the pillow and the wedding rings Let's do this thing Let's do this thing I got the snorkel and the flip flops Take you to the hot spot Didn't pack a stitch of clothes I'll be glad when this thing's over Like some Ringling Brothers show And I know I wasn't suppose to see you 'fore I saw you walking down the aisle And it's gonna sound wild But don't dress up for me Baby, let's do this thing Cause I'm stressed, you're dressed There's a church full of guests And who turned on the heat My collar's kinda tight Your face is kinda white Girl, don't you pa** out on me Cause if we can make it through just two I do's We'll be off on a life-long dream I got the limo and the preacher And your little baby sister's got the pillow and the wedding rings Let's do this thing Let's do this thing Yeah your mamma won't cry forever She'll think it's funny some day She gave you away in a veil and jeans Baby, let's do this thing Let's do this thing Let's do this thing