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