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