Fidget: Aright, aright, dat's what I'm talkin' 'bout! Now ev'rybody give it up fer da father of da bride, Padraic Ratigan!
A toast to the groom.
To the bride.
From your father,
Who is always by your side.
To your union,
And the hope that you provide.
May you always
I remember that night.
I just might regret that night for the rest of my days.
I remember those soldier boys
Tripping over themselves to win some praise.
I remember that dreamlike candlelight,
Like a dream that you can't quite place;
But oh, dear Basil,
I'll never forget the first time I saw your face.
I have never been the same.
Intelligent eyes in a hunger pang frame.
And when you said "Hi," I forgot my dang name.
Set my heart aflame, every part aflame, this is not a game.
You strike me
As a man who has never been satisfied.
I'm sure I don't know what you mean.
You forget yourself.
You're like me;
I'm never satisfied.
Is that right?