| Song | I Can't Believe I'm Not A Millionaire |
| Artist | The Puppini Sisters |
| Album | The Rise And Fall Of Ruby Woo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Puppini | |
| 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? | |
| AwwwwwwwwDinner 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-uhI can’t believe | |
| I’m not a millionaire | |
| Aaah-uhI can’t believe | |
| I’m not a millionaire |
| zuo qu : Puppini | |
| 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? | |
| AwwwwwwwwDinner 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 | |
| AaahuhI can' t believe | |
| I' m not a millionaire | |
| AaahuhI can' t believe | |
| I' m not a millionaire |
| zuò qǔ : Puppini | |
| 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? | |
| AwwwwwwwwDinner 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 | |
| AaahuhI can' t believe | |
| I' m not a millionaire | |
| AaahuhI can' t believe | |
| I' m not a millionaire |