(To the tune of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air theme song)
Written By: Didi Dimitrova and Kelsey Stewart
Now this is a story all about how my life was changed and spun around,
Now bed time’s almost here so sit on down,
I’ll tell you how I met your mama one night in town
In North Vancouver, they call me VII,
On a keyboard is where I spend all of my days.
Flat and curvey that’s me no lie,
And when I saw her so tall I thought that I’d died.
Then I asked her how I knew so many digits of pie,
But not the seven digits to her phone number.
She laughed then rolled her pretty eyes,
And said I’m not your average 7, I never ate 9.
I learned later that she was uncle 1’s ex,
But she assured me that she was ready for me next.
1 shaped us both to be our prime versions,
Soon we fell in love and knew we would never be hurting.
I always knew that 5 and 7 were meant to be,
But I never thought it would be reality.
Together they become a prime combination,
Our love was never even in the calculation.