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
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
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
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
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—
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, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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