When one became two, well the two of us knew

That whatever will be’s gonna be

And what was to be was that two became three

It’s beginning to look like a family


I still remember that day in September

when I heard that three would be four

It gave me the spins when I heard it was twins

We were jumping for joy for a new girl and boy

And so what was to be was much bigger than three

It’s beginning to look like a family


If we burst at the seams we’ll put beds on the beams and the rafters

It’ll fit like a glove, little house full of love and laughter


Five became six in our house made of bricks

then seven came later than eight

It was a sign when the eight became nine

That our house made of bricks that was too small for six

Could handle no more, not the five plus the four

Then I remembered the spins when I heard of the twins

So what was to be was much bigger than three

It’s beginning to feel like a family


Then things really got wild with the first grandchild