You take the records, I'll take the stereo
You get the tv, and I'll take the radio
I'll keep the dishes and you the pots and pans
You'll need a new car more than me
So I'll take the second hand
We'll each keep our own friends
Divide the rest in two
The older kids seem to understand
Still there's one thing left to do
It's over in the corner
Our little one sits and cries
And behind that swell of tears
She's asking with her eyes:

What you gonna do about me?
What you gonna do about me?
Is it daddy on the weekend
And mama rest of the week
Will I have to make new friends
Live on a different street.
Who's gonna be the one who tucks me into sleep?
Oh what you gonna do?
What you gonna do about me?

I gave her a hug, she pushed me away
I said in time you'll understand
And maybe we both will someday
I wiped her tears and said: "iIt won't be so bad"
She said
"Will you still be my mommy, but he'll still be my dad?"

How can I tell her when I dont' know for sure
Why her mom and dad don't love each other anymore