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