This is it, this is it. This is life, the one you get, so go and have a ball. This is it, this is it. Straight ahead, and rest assured you can't be sure at all. So while you're here enjoy the view, keep on doing what you do, so hold on tight we'll muddle through one day at a time, one day at a time. So up on your feet, up on your feet - somewhere there's music playing. Don't you worry none, we'll just take it like it comes, one day at a time, one day at a time.
Here's the story of a lovely lady, 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. 'Til the one day when the lady met this fellow. And they knew 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. That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch. The Brady Bunch!
We got a right to pick a little fight, Bonanza! If anyone fights anyone of us, he's gotta fight with me! We're not a one to saddle up and run, Bonanza! Anyone of us who starts a little fuss knows he can count on me! One for four, four for one, this we guarantee. We got a right to pick a little fight, Bonanza! If anyone fights anyone of us he's gotta fight with me!