Bruce Springsteen - The Honeymooners lyrics

Two kids get married, same old thing
Folks congratulate you, church bells ring
Who's got the ring? Who's
Gonna pay the priest?
Get your name in the paper
Picture or two at least

At the reception, all the old records play
"Where you gonna live? Are you
Gonna take her away?" in a corner
My new nephew's showin' me his knife
"You swore that you'd love her for
The rest of your life"

Went to kiss you at the altar
We bumped heads honeymoon night
We figured we best shake on it instead
Dressed kinda funny, laughin', we hop in bed
You can wear it on your feet
You can wear it on your head

Come mornin', my new family's sitting on
The front porch swing
Smilin' kinda funny, nobody says a thing
My new brother-in law's throwin' a football
He tosses me a pass
We all sit down at the front stoop
Everybody happy at last