FILK: And Now There's Baby

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MEDIA: Filk (audio and text)
PROMPT: trope_bingo; accidental baby acquisition

ORIGINAL SONG: Call Me Maybe (lyrics and listen to original here) (though let's be honest you probably have heard it)
SUMMARY: "Did they say that we're next of kin?" An unfortunate tragedy leads to an unexpected delivery. A story about building a family, set to "Call Me Maybe".
CONTENT NOTES/WARNING: Strong and repeated cursing (both in text and audio). Brief background mention of character death. Repeated casual language about insanity.

CREATOR'S NOTES: Yeah, I know everyone and their mother has parodied this song. But shhhh. This is also how the entire line got started. I don't know either.

LISTEN: box.net (listen to online or download) (instrumental from here)

A voicemail left on the phone
We listened when we got home
Bad news we couldn't have known
We have to say goodbye
Part of the family tree
An old friend of you and me
And we cried too hard to see
And planned to say goodbye

Then came a knockin'
More news left us rockin'
This one was more shockin'--
Did they say that we're next of kin?

We're still just children, goofy and lazy
And who the fuck would leave us their baby?
We know they met us, we know they were sane
So who the fuck would leave us their baby?
We drink all weekend, our jobs are shitty
So why the fuck would we get the baby?
We're only twenty-six, trying to make it
Out on our own now -- and now there's baby

They dropped off carriage and bags
Stroller, cradle, and some cash
Diapers and booties and hats
And we tried not to gape
Okay, so our mother's nuts
And our Aunt Shelia is... nuts
Aunt Stacey's husband is nuts...
But there must be some way

There must be someone
Some grown capable one
Though our family tree's nuts--
What the hell, are we her best shot?

Hey -- I just though through our whole family
And maybe they're right, it's just you and me
And though we're both just kids ourself, maybe
If we get some help, we'll raise this baby
Hey -- call your best friend, and our Aunt Stacey
And maybe my boss? Her son's a sweetie
Our parents all sucked, but somehow maybe
We'll pull together and raise this baby

Before I stopped and thought this through, this thought seemed so bad
Yeah, this seemed so bad
So nuts and so, so bad
But maybe if we get some help, it won't be so bad
You never know, man
This might not be so bad

Hey -- it's been two years; somehow, some way
We made a family to raise their baby
We've all grown up some; sure, it's been messy
But she seems happy, our cousins' baby
And all the bad advice didn't faze me --
It's me, my brother, and now our baby

And all the people in our life
Who make it so good
Now things are so good
Somehow, it's so, so good
With all the people in our life
Somehow, it's so good
For us, it's all good--
For our new family