I got married at 30, 000 feet
To the woman I love
For the parcel of meat
She had strapped to her back
Made a horrible parachute.
Don't use meat for a parachute.
Meat chute
Wife lose.
I love you.
We traded our vows and the rings on our fingers.
A union sanctified by God.
In the marriage at 30, 000 feet
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Marriage At 30,000 Feet Lyrics

Wckr Spgt – Marriage At 30,000 Feet Lyrics