So you finally named the day
When wedding bells will chime
I was sorry to hear you say
You're gonna be his not mine
Do you think you will be happy
Giving up your friends
For your semidetached suburban Mr. James
So you finally got your man
I hope you won't regret it
He can't love you the way I can
So please don't you forget it
Do you think you will be happy
Buttering the toast
Of your semidetached suburban Mr. James
I can see you in the morning time
Washing day the weather's fine
Hanging things upon the line
As your life slips away ay ay yeah
So you finally named the day
When wedding bells will chime
I was sorry to hear you say
You're gonna be he Is not mine
So you think you will be happy
Taking doggie for a walk
With your semidetached suburban Mr. James
Writer(s): Geoff Stephens, John Carter
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