Текст песни I Can't Believe I'm Not A Millionaire

Woke up this morning with a strange sense of dread
Brewed my own coffee, made my own bed
No breakfast laid out, no freshly baked bread
I had a pop tart instead
Fished through my closet to find a clean dress
NothingÂ's been washed, the place is a mess, mmmmmmm
Look for my limousine, once more itÂ's not there
I canÂ't believe IÂ'm not a millionaire

Where is the room that hosts my shoes
The snooty butler and private mews
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But most of all, where is my cash?
Awwwwwwww

Dinner from Asda, no lobster in sight
Marcella: Tears at the check out, this donÂ't feel right
And as I lug my bags up three flights of stairs,
I canÂ't believe IÂ'm not a millionaire
Aaah-uh
I canÂ't believe IÂ'm not a millionaire
Aaah-uh
I canÂ't believe IÂ'm not a millionaire