You’re so, so obnoxious
Do you really have to boss your bridesmaids around?
Yesterday you told the
Baker you wanted vanilla cake, now you don’t

In-laws are afraid
That you’ll get all pissy and pull a Miss Piggy
Or worse blow up and
Turn into Godzilla

What you said about being
A bridezilla’s so true
You’ve turned into a
Bitch overnight, where did the girl that I knew go?

You whine, you-you-you whine
You infect everybody
With negativity
I cry, I-I-I cry
I feel like a victim
In our own residence
You were sweet when we met
Now you’re a raging bitch
This wedding’s gotten up
To your head, Bridezilla

You’re so, so psychotic
Do you really think your bridesmaids are your slaves, Girl?
Your maid of honor
Thinks that she should get paid

For every favor she’s made
And vendor that she’s called
You treat her like dirt
So I see why she’s considering walking out

You whine, you-you-you whine
You infect everybody
With negativity
I cry, I-I-I cry
I feel like a victim
In our own residence
You were sweet when we met
Now you’re a raging bitch
This wedding’s gotten up
To your head, Bridezilla

You’re ridiculously
Demanding when it comes
To the wedding stuff; you’ve
Assigned a bridesmaid to spy on
Me at my bachelor party
Yet you’re screwing strippers

(Da-amn!)

You whine, you-you-you whine
You infect everybody
With negativity
I cry, I-I-I cry
I feel like a victim
In our own residence
You were sweet when we met
Now you’re a raging bitch
This wedding’s gotten up
To your head, Bridezilla

(To your head, Bridezilla
To your head, Bridezilla)

You were sweet when we met
Now you’re a raging bitch
This wedding’s gotten up
To your head, Bridezilla