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