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.