Here's the story, of a lovely lady, who was living with three very lovely girls. 
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother, the youngest one in curls. 
Here's the story, of a man named Brady, who was living 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 might somehow form a family. That's the way 
we all became the Brady Bunch.

Somehow, I don't think 90s American would allow those lyrics to be sung on television today.