Here's the story of a Teethy lady
Who was bringing up a very toothy girl
She had Big Teeth
Like their mother
And pretty blond hair curls
It's the story of a man named Busey
Who was busy with a teethy boy of his own
They were two men living all together
Yet they were all alone
'Til the one day when the lady met this fellow
And they knew that it was much more than a hunch
That this group must somehow form a family
That's the way we all became the Busey bunch
The Busey bunch, the Busey bunch
That's the way we became the Busey bunch
