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