Оригинален текст
Songwriters: Hambridge, Thomas Jay; Smith, Joanna; Steele, Jeffrey
All my girlfriends are gettin' married
They're gonna be brides, they're dressin' in white
They're droppin' like flies
All my girlfriends are talkin' 'bout babies
They're poppin' 'em out, and strollin' around
Get me out of this town
I ain't ready for a new last name
I don't wanna be nobody's ball and chain
The reason for a Friday night poker game
I don't wanna be another desparate housewife
Doin' dirty laundry on a Saturday night
I don't wanna be somebody's "Baby, bring me another Bud Light"
Whatever
'Cause all my girlfriends are gettin' married
They're gonna be brides, they're dressin' in white
They're droppin' like flies
And all my girlfriends are talkin' 'bout babies
They're poppin' 'em out, and strollin' around
Get me out of this town
Their hitchin' it up is wearin' me out
And tyin' the knot's all they're talkin' about
I'm so sick and tired of hearin' their vows
This bein' maid-of-honor's keepin' me from makin' out
'Cause all my girlfriends are gettin' married
Well, I swear every time I get Mama on the phone
She's tellin' me another good man got gone
It seems like every other dang weekend, I'm goin' back home
'Cause all my girlfriends are gettin' married
They're gonna be brides, they're dressin' in white
They're droppin' like flies
And all my girlfriends are talkin' 'bout babies
They're poppin' 'em out, and strollin' around
Get me out of this town
They're gonna be brides, they're dressin' in white
They're droppin' like flies
All my girlfriends are gettin' married