You take the records, I'll
You get the TV, and I'll take the radio.
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,
The older kids seem to understand,
Still there's one thing left to do.
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,
Will I have to make new friends,
what you gonna do about me.
I said in time you'll understand,
And maybe we both will someday.
and said "It won't be so bad.",
She said "Will you still be my mommy,
will he still be my dad?"
What you gonna do about me, What you
Is it daddy on the weekend,
Will I have to make new friends,
live on a different street.
About me. How can I tell her
when I don't' know for sure
Why her mom and dad don't love
