Here's the story of a lovely lady

Who was bringing up two very lovely girls

All of them had hair of gold like their mother

The youngest one in curls

It's the story of a man named Marky

Who was busy with four kids of his own

They were five cuties 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 Jordan bunch

The Jordan bunch, the Jordan bunch

That's the way we became the Jordan bunch