Met you for the first time late last week   Came to dinner, it could've been bleak   But I held back   Held myself on track      Question of etiquette   Or maybe just regret      Noticed your blond hair   Your blue eyes too   I might have seemed quiet, a little shrewd   I didn't wanna touch you   You seemed so new   But you looked just like me   Eighteen years ago      Now I don't know where your mommy met my daddy   It doesn't matter, it might be shady   But I like you, maybe you'll like me   And we can pretend that we are a family      I live up North with my Mom   Somewhere that your new Daddy's not around   But you can't blame the situation on your parent's intuition   And you're not a fool   You're only two      There's another one, oh in fact two   For altogether Daddy's really good   We got a sister named Lucy   And her momma's really pretty   And we all love each other   And one day, you too      I got a brother you might want to meet   He can be yours, it's really kinda neat   I hope my mother doesn't pull a fit   She always thinks this stuff is bullshit   There'll be Christmas & holidays   Weddings & funerals      Met you for the first time late last week   You came to dinner, it could've been bleak   But I held back   Held myself on track      Question of etiquette   Or maybe just regret   Question of etiquette