My Bride-to-Be (Got Cold Feet) My bride-to-be got cold feet She don't wanna marry me No no A hundred ten invited guests Won't get to see her wedding dress No no Reverend John gives me a sympathetic frown I'm sure the news, by now, has spread throughout the town I didn't make her happy I didn't suit her needs And at the altar, she made a fool of me My bride-to-be got cold feet She don't wanna marry me No no She took off on a Greyhound bus She don't see no hope for us No no She gonna hear it from her disappointed mom and dad They're both crying now 'cause they won't get their money back That gorgeous wedding cake They'll never get to taste They'll never get to see me smash it in her face Look at all the gifts on the table One by one, they'll be taken away By our wonderful family friends Who just wanted to share our happy day My best man is missing from the wedding party He just called me up to tell me that he's sorry They had flirted once or twice Thought she was just being nice But they went and fell in love instead My bride-to-be got cold feet She don't wanna marry me No no She took off on a Greyhound bus She don't see no hope for us No no My bride-to-be got cold feet She don't wanna marry me No no She took off on a Greyhound bus She don't see no hope for us No no My bride-to-be got cold feet She don't wanna marry me No no ©2005 Michael B. Nahmias