Wedding Singer Ensemble
Single
Sammy:
No one tells you how you ought to live
No one glares when you do jello shooters
Guys:
Jello
Sammy:
No one says that you're insensitive cause her birthday meal took place at Hooters
Guys:
Hooters
Sammy:
No one tells you that your bald spot's grown
Or that you ought to tone your flab
Guys:
Tone your flab
Sammy:
So pour a double gin
Here's to your double chin
All:
Yeah, start the party
Start a tab
Sammy:
Cause you're
All:
Single
Sammy:
You are
All:
Single
Sammy:
And you'll keep staying single if you're smart
Guys:
If you are smart
Sammy:
Yeah, you're single
You are single
No chick will ever moonwalk on your heart
Guys:
Moonwalk on your heart
Sammy:
Trust me
All:
This is when the good times really start
Sammy:
No one minds the laundry on your floor
Ricky:
No one pouts with every chick you look at
Bum:
No one tries to clean your porno drawer
Sammy:
No one traps you with
Sammy, George, Ricky & Bum:
"does my ass look fat?"
George:
Bust a move in women's underwear
While you're blasting Cher or wham
Guys:
Cher or wham!
Sammy, George, Ricky & Bum:
So fill your ranger's cup
The toilet seat stays up
The fridge gets stocked with beer and spam
George:
Cause you're
All:
Single
George:
You are
All:
Single
George:
Not a care in the world can bother you
Guys:
Can bother you
George:
You are single
You are single
You can do what you've always wanted to
Guys:
Always wanted to
George:
Well, no commitments
Sammy, George, Ricky & Bum:
Cause you're only passing through
(rap)
Ricky:
Yo, making a date with some needy girl
Is a waste of my time and my jheri curl
Sammy:
I don't need a girl who don't understand
When I got a date with my left hand
Bum:
Well, I like the ladies, heaven knows
But in the words in Nietzsche, "bro's before ho's"
George:
Now, I don't like a girl who'll cry and bawl
In fact, I never liked girls at all
Robbie:
Sammy, George, Ricky, and Bum:
I'm starting to see where you're coming from
Robbie:
Cause I'm
All:
Single
Robbie:
Oh, yeah
All:
Single
Robbie:
I'll behave like a dude's meant to behave
Guys:
Meant to behave
Robbie:
Always single
Ever single
Single now and till I'm in my grave
All:
Single till I am lying in my grave
Sammy:
Though at times I might want someone to hold me tight
And promise me that everything'll be all right
(spoken)
Bum:
Everything'll be all right
Sammy:
Thanks, man
(sung)
All:
I'll stay single till I'm rotting slowly in my lonely forgotten grave