The Puppini Sisters - I Can't Believe I'm Not A Millionaire lyrics

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 Nothing's been washed, the place is a mess, mmmmmmm Look for my limousine, once more it's not there I can't believe I'm not a millionaire Where is the room that hosts my shoes The snooty butler and private mews My invitation to Elton's bash But most of all, where is my cash? Awwwwwwww Dinner from Asda, no lobster in sight Marcella: Tears at the check out, this don't feel right And as I lug my bags up three flights of stairs, I can't believe I'm not a millionaire Aaah-uh I can't believe I'm not a millionaire Aaah-uh I can't believe I'm not a millionaire