Its bunk beds and matchin sheets
Sharin the bathroom sink
Fist fightin over window seats
All the way to KOA
Its more cousins than we have friends
A piggyback pyramid to fit us all in
And squintin through a Polaroid lens
On Thanksgiving Day
We learned how to ration apple pie
And how to dirty dance
When Aunt Tina had too much wine
Its all husbands and ex-wives
And boyfriends and pink lines
To the word of God according to
Whos preachin in the living room
Its secrets and suppers
Lookin more like your mother
All in a little house in a little town
But aint nothing small about big family
Its Hurry up and wait your turn and
Eat it all even if its burned and
Dont take too long to learn
That the world dont revolve around you
Were a picture frame patchwork
Roots tangled in the same dirt
Little baggage, little hard work
Its all worth its weight
In husbands and ex-wives
And boyfriends and pink lines
To the word of God according to
Whos preachin in the living room
Its secrets and suppers
Lookin more like your mother
All in a little house in a little town
But aint nothing small about big family, ooh
Big family
Were thick-skinned and stubborn
Til the day were six feet under
Its the word of God according to
Whos preachin in the living room
Its secrets and suppers
Lookin more like your mother
All in a little house in a little town
But aint nothing small about big family, ooh
Big family, yeah
Big family