Lletres: Paul Westerberg. $100 Groom.

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She wore them cowboy boots
Couldn't ignore, she looked so cute
She was one that I liked best
Couldn't believe her two buck dress

I'll go downtown and we'll find ourselves a judge
And I'm your $100 groom
Promise not to leave the room
Even if I gotta vomit
Oh I'm your $100 groom
Baby, I'll hop the broom
v Although I'd rather limbo underneath it

She spent all of my cash
And I broke out in a rash
As long as I can make you laugh
It's been awhile, might say it's high time
It ain't getting' better, let's go for a ride

Go downtown and find some crooked judge
And I'm your $100 groom
Won't leave the room
Even I have to vomit
Baby I'm your $100 groom
Baby I'll hop that broom
Though I'd rather limbo underneath it

I've let you down in the past
I can't let you down anymore
Yeah, $100 groom
Baby we're in that room

She's my better half
When she makes me laugh
When she don't, she ain't
The one that I like best
With the two buck dress
She ain't no saint

Go downtown and we'll find ourselves a judge
And I'll be your $100 groom
Promise not to leave the room
Even if I have to vomit
Baby I'm your $100 groom
Baby I'll hop the broom
Rather limbo underneath it
Baby I'm your $100 groom