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Theme from 'the Brady Bunch' lyrics

Who was bringing up three very lovely girls
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother
The youngest one in curls

Here's the store, of a man named Brady
Who was busy with three boys of his own
They were four men, living all together
Yet they were all alone

Till the one day when the lady met this fellow
And they knew that it was much more than a hunch
That this group would somehow form a family
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch

The Brady Bunch, the Brady Bunch
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch

Who was bringing up three very lovely girls
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother

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