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 the 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
Oh, what you going to do about me?
What you going to do about me?
Is it daddy on the weekends
And mom the rest of the week?
Will I have to make new friends?
Live on a different street?
Who's going to be the one
Who tucks me in to sleep?
Oh, what you going to do?
What you going to 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 away her tears and said it won't be so bad
She said, "Will you still be my mommy?
Will he still be my dad?"
Oh, what you going to do about me?
What you going to do about me?
Is it daddy on the weekends
And mom the rest of the week?
Will I have to make new friends?
Live on a different street?
Who′s going to be the one
Who tucks me in to sleep?
Oh, what you going to do?
What you going to do about me?
How can I tell her when I don't know for sure
Why her mom and dad don't love each other anymore?
Writer(s): Michael Patrick Heeney, David Scarlett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
