The Brady’s

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Met a funny boy By the name of Tim Took me to Virgin Islands Took me on a trip Got a deck in New Orleans Kissed him on the lip Lip, lip, lip Dip dip dip dip Brought me by the hand Gave me lots of flowers Parents give me chocolates Gave me lots of flowers In my room on the right Writings in the hour (Writings in the hour? Writings in the hour) Our baby, o-o-o-our baby I will name her Lady Give her daisies She'll be crazy She'll be like me [Chorus] Maybe, we can live like Brady's Take me to a place where I can meet with all your family Promise that they'll love me I'm just dying to be Mrs. Brady! Looking for your heart Looking in the dark Trying to find your heart [Verse 2] Met a shady friend By the name of Jen She liked cars, liked cookies Tried to steal my man Need a heart from the start But it felt like pins Playpens, playpen I'm not playing You know what I'm sayin' I will be your surgeon Take my scalpel And your face, I'm rearranging [Chorus] Maybe, we can live like Brady's Take me to a place where I can meet with all your family Promise that they'll love me I'm just dying to be Mrs. Brady! Looking for your heart Looking in the dark Trying to find your heart [Verse 3] I'm getting ready for my wedding Grooms they hate me Flowers in the house And the cake in the oven (I'm Brady...) Looking real "honey" Gotta taste sweet Cause I'm tryna make 'em love me Gotta keep my trust right Real quick, real right Gotta get my cake right Icing on top Tryna be your wife By the end of the night Feeling real good Feeling just like I'm in heaven "Toys R Us," in heaven You can call me seven Lucky seven I'm your damsel in distress and— [Bridge] There's a room In your heart In the dark In the closet there's a light In space In this place No more hiding... Ooh... [Chorus] Maybe, we can live like Brady's Take me to a place where I can meet with all— M-m-maybe, we can live like Brady's Take me to a place where I can be with all your— Looking for your heart I'm looking in the dark Trying to find your heart