Many many years ago when I was 23
who was pretty as could be.
This widow had a grown -up daughter
My father fell in love with her
and soon these two were wed.
and it changed my very life
for my daughter was my mother
cuz she was my father's wife.
To complicate this matter,
even though it brought me joy,
This little baby then became
though it made me very sad.
For if he were my uncle then,
of the widow's grown -up daughter,
who of course is my stepmother.
Now father's wife then had a son,
which kept him on the run.
And he became my grandchild,
cause he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother,
For although she is my wife,
she's my grandmother too.
Now if my wife is my grandmother,
And every time I think of it,
it nearly drives me wild.
Now I have become the strangest
As husband of my grandmother,