I've never had a filling and I've got blue eyes I've got every kind of lipstick you can buy I've got 3 cupboards for my shoes And a mirror that always tells the truth I've got clothes in case it's hot Clothes for when it's cold But still I don't know what to wear What to wear tonight
I've got the concentration of a small child Patience - well, not all the time A wounded look and a silly smile That always gets me what I want I've got a garden, but it has no grass It's got plastic chairs and the tables glass My cat at home thinks it's a dog And who am I to judge if that's all?
I've got a lot of cards on my shelf Everyone of them written to myself I've got a million pounds in the bank (Don't be silly you haven't been to a bank in your life) There's a woman next door who robbed a bank A man upstairs who likes to drink And sing to us at 3 in the morning I've got 5 best friends, 2 parents and a brother And a man at home who likes to think That every song's written for him So this one's for you Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
