День 1. Песня, засевшая вам в голову.
Oh, well imagine as I'm pacing
The pews in a church corridor,
And I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear
An exchanging of words: "What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding!"
Says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"Yes, but what a shame, what a shame,
The poor groom's bride is a whore."