Separates and lingerie
Seven pairs of shoes
Lots of Woolworth's makeup
A pair of Black Watch trews
Your out-of-tune piano
Sentimental photographs
A million little memories
A million little laughs
The wing of the airplane has just caught on fire
I say without reservation we ain't getting no higher
All you wanted from me
All I had to give
Nothing matters you'll see
When in paradise you live
The plane is diving faster, we're getting near the ground
Nobody is screaming, no one makes a sound
It's a girl, Mrs. Walker, it's a girl
It's a girl, Mrs. Walker, it's a girl
It's a girl, Mrs. Walker, it's a girl
It's a girl, Mrs. Walker, it's a girl